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CUT
03:26
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Breaking the odds
Teeth like a tightrope
I didn’t know
The situation’s a mess
Wanted to hide
Wanted to go outside
Wanted to feel alive
We’re talking in swollen tongues
The feeling was all gone
In dark days
It’s like you get off on the fear
Dark days
Sentimental, lonely and weird
Dumb plans
Spiral on that thing that you said
Your match
Three years ago to the faceless ideal
Tear me to shreds
Regret that you tried again
To tackle the pile
Of irreparable vile ends
Wanted to seek
Something that would keep me open
To secular bliss
But the timing’s always wrong
And I forgot how it feels
To belong
It’s like you get off on the fear
Dark days
Sentimental, lonely and weird
Dumb plans
Spiral on that thing that you said
Your match
Three years ago to the faceless ideal
Too tired, too broken
Rapidly aging
Close all the curtains
Isn’t it hilarious
To unravel
Watching yourself fail
Like you can’t take it
Facing the next stage on your own
If I can fake it you can fool anyone too
Let them see the lie for what it is
These outdated coping mechanisms
Surround you with dread
And I’m winding myself up in crisis mode trying to be your friend
I don’t remember it being this hard to just say what you mean
And I’m not in your head but it feels like I have given into your grief
Tell me what does it mean
Wanted to feel
Something again
Not be involved
In petty arguments
Wanted to breathe
Without you holding my neck
Tumble down the real
Cuts you meant
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Think You Like This
04:42
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Weathering the weight of ideal
Forcing these delusions that tell you it's real
And you bury me bury me here
Under a waking eye you held so dear
And I could think the world of you
It wouldn't be better to admit that I do
And you're waking me waking me up
There's a brand new reason I have to stay down
So talk me out of this
Cause you don't know what it is you'll miss
Talk me out of this
It's right about now the fever hits
Cause you might think you like this
Ah
The sorry attempt
Ah
And the beat it beats hard
Cause I can't be what you want
I'm no child though my actions suggest
That I've lost all grasp on my honest intent
And you're begging me begging me to
Cover every every move
A matter of taste you're dying to ask
But you can't understand the reason I'm lost
And it's wearing me wearing me down
This failing logic that wants to keep you around
So talk me out of this
Cause you don't know what it is you'll miss
Talk me out of this
It's right about now the fever hits
Cause you might think you like this
Ah
The sorry attempt
Ah
And the beat it beats hard
Cause I can't be what you want
So hold this against me
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Meres Launceston, Australia
Conceived in the perfect echo chambers of Canada’s cheap motel bathrooms, Meres is the solo, (yet highly collaborative) project of Mary Shannon. Hailing from the vibrant music scene of northern Tasmania/lutruwita, Australia, Shannon delivers a captivating blend of reverberating vocals and brooding dissonance. ... more
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