1. |
I Wish I Was Somebody
03:42
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the guest at the party
says i look like dorian grey
but i just feel like
i’m wasting away
i try not to think about it
the very few sacred hours i have
before the sun comes out
down it in the spiral
use me
don't you think i wish i was somebody?
am i supposed to live
each day with intent?
dirty air blowing past my face
i’m a beautiful and depraved thing
held together by
the latest obsessions
don’t forget we'll all be
the animals in the end
can i be somebody?
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2. |
Emerald Green Mirror
04:01
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in the night i hear you calling me
from the other side
of the room
of the mirror
i need love
i need control
i need it all to ease my soul
stop sitting in the passenger seat
and make me drive
eyes glazed like a museum object
the mona lisa's been seen before
you can't reinvent the wheel
just let it be
fix your hair every day
and i do the same
don't you want it done
don't you want it done?
don't you want it better for yourself
you can sample the hunger
but i truly taste it everyday
a fear fills a stomach
the fear of perception
don't you want it done
don't you want it done?
don't you want better for yourself
you can stay in here for a while
i can't see you smile
i can't see you smile
smile, smile, smile
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3. |
The Last Day
02:43
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i touched the sun
and burnt my face off
now i’m truly unrecognisable
california, the peak of beauty
with the others
burns every year
i saw it on the news
i know you did too
i always say it's gonna be the last day
why do i feel like i’m not working fast enough?
lashing away
i got water from the stone
my calloused hands in between it all
am i a machine?
black mouth
like an oil spill
someone’s got to clean that up
are you taking responsibility?
or will i have to make you see
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4. |
Easy Peeler
04:21
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ah
i am born again
with sixteen other people
away from the city that i know
free electricity
domesticity
why did i ever find it
so hard for me to leave?
aspiration for the ages
devotion to euphoria
devotion to the ones who brought us here
nothing
nothing to give to you
free from corporate responsibility
peeling back the layers
to my old life
who am i
who am i
who am i
aspiration for the ages
devotion to euphoria
devotion to the ones who brought us here
blood pact
seal us together
i'm gonna give it all to you
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5. |
Monkey Brain
02:00
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i need to exorcise this feeling
from my body
a continued moment of weakness
a hole in the armour
a solar eclipse of emotions
so dramatic, so full
i’ll melt in your hands
if you wanted me to
but also that’s not me
deep thought fantasy
fantasy
gold chain above my head
like a crucifix
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6. |
Like a Religion
04:18
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we need to shut some doors
this isn’t a barn
it’s fucking cold outside
and the animals are watching
you know if i told you the truth
it'd cut too close to the bone
guard your heart like it’s your finest possession
and i hold all the keys
only one way of living
only one way to make it through
didn't think that you
could all touch inside my chest
hold it in the embers of your hands
guard your heart like it’s your finest possession
and i hold all the keys
i want it
give it to me
i want it
no more ephiphanies
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7. |
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i no longer have a plan
time is not on my hands
the border
shimmering like a prize
the rest of your life
the rest of your life
an uneasy
simplicity
and i'll never feel lonely
i'll be writing my memoirs by the river
tell all my friends
that i'm a different
woman
free love isn't really free
i'm the favourite
so full of potential
in the circle
the best view of the sun
i'll never be blinded
and i'll never feel lonely
i'll be writing my memoirs by the river
tell all my friends
that i'm a different
woman
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8. |
The Feast
05:12
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the morning thrush
the pulsing eyes
trespassers from
somewhere bright
the sun is setting
every minute
every hour
pink and yellow skies
and the black in my eye
calcium filled sticks
and clinking plates
it's a grand celebration
everyone's here
but not you
but not you
and they recount how they ran
the fear in their throats
how it felt to set the pace
and how long it went on for
the centre of it all
raw and textured
for our pleasure
i have heart too
whose is this?
desensitised to it all
if i can live another day
protect me
she said
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9. |
Owner Of The Leash
03:15
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sorry
you’ll no longer terrorise me
i’ve found the meaning
the target, aiming with my arrow
deep in the hole i burrow
i burrow like a rabbit
and the man
goes 0 to 100
living my life in fear
i’m going to hold my breath
gonna hold my breath
just cause it stops
doesn’t mean it won’t come again
i will be leaving
i will be leaving
and the man
goes 0 to 100
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10. |
Bad Oyster
03:37
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saw you in the glass of
the department store
like the holographic image
swapped before
have i finally been defeated
the final battle
of self versus self
i don’t x3
i only wanna touch the earth
blue and plump
not the key, but the pearl
in this park of dreams
i’ve avoided the salty seas
don’t think there’s a point
in crawling on home
to be written on
to provide rest
to be connected
to something pure
and at least now i have my hard
exterior back without judgement
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No Home London, UK
No Home is a London based musician who has been making music for the last half a decade. If you would like to contact them "professionally", please use the contact form and maybe they'll get back to you.
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