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Filtered My Voice
04:31
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filtered my voice
gathered my hopes
make my eyes stare
make me eat my own cum
shutoff this fear
make me stop fighting me
forgive
mother
forgive the fire the grows in our souls
forgive
all of them
forgive who you thought had control
lay your head down
what have you learned?
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2. |
Bad Habits
04:34
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Falling
and lifting
Seething inside
the dream happened twice
confronting my weight
my feet wanted to scape
don’t you forget to breath
I will change those bad habits of mine
and then i will start looking good on the screen
running up that hill
I will change this melody
we need some major reality
Drifting
there was no better getaway then to finish the ride
curling my feet around covers
pretending that’s what is holding me
attention to my body signs
when world will blend to my skin
I will justify
do you really see me
do you really really see me
then I will change those bad habits of mine
Like calling you on your sleep
running up that hill
I will change this melody
we need some major reality
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3. |
Hot Sauce
04:32
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Our bodies are soaked in hot sauce
I lick your belly button
but I want a jar of you in my mouth
I am the one to blame
cause my thirst is so voracious
the beast I became
can’t stop craving you
If i were to count every
freckle in your face
and every salt grain
I would lust for hours in the meshes of your mane
that tangle me and dress me of
all the love that I can weight
all the love that I can weight
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4. |
Everything I Want To Be
04:51
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Horizon
and dark
facing you
lonely future foresight
the mother of transition
tells me to pray
braid my curls
and teaches me how to behave
better with patience
no doubt of failure
count to four and
Everything I want to be is fearless
cold sweat
to thrive
eating my hands
so I can show you the bites
The mother of transition
Is the woman I praise
puts me to sleep
so I can dream about those silly things that bother me
silly silly turned out really mean
Everything I want to be is fearless
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5. |
The Hanged Woman
03:36
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I am the hanged woman
Standing in no ones side
I am the hanged woman
By the feet and upside down
Eu sou a mulher suspensa
Pelos pés e de cabeça para baixo
and this choice
will cut the ties
I am the hanged woman
And the crossroad is my spine
Eu sou a mulher suspensa
E a encruzilhada é a minha coluna
It gotta be up it gotta be down, somewhere out
Tem que estar lá em cima, tem que ser para baixo, em algum lugar para fora
Sometimes, certain times
As vezes, certas vezes
take me to that childhood place
i was not a child
pine trees and barren leaves
all my bone marrow will trace a trail around the woods
And the ink will show the dues
Sometimes, certain times
It gotta be up it gotta be down, somewhere out
I am the hanged woman
And the crossroad is my spine
and this choice
will cut the ties
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6. |
First Memory Captivity
04:45
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As my muscles brake
revealing
fragility
I tighten my legs towards my body
seeking for heat
My nerves pinch
realizing they should leave
this body
they strain looking for freedom
my thighs my knees
strangle captivity
The rhythm of my heart
betrays
and says me too
The rhythm of my heart
betrays
and says you are doing it too
Halt
can we ever get enough?
I am a ticking compass
swallowing cut glass
raiding trumpet
ruffling my hair
When I shaded my eyes from the sun with one hand
first memory
captivity
The rhythm of my heart
betrays
and says me too
The rhythm of my heart
betrays
and says you are doing it too
Halt
can we ever get enough?
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Laying stranded on a shore
what else to do
staring at the blankness I dive in fear
a sea of possibilities
oh mirage of the sun
enlighten me with disaster
and plaster me with all
all I want
my big eyes will stare at you
planetarium
you are all I see
we will be older we will have to
we will be selfish if we can chose
you are all I see
Laying stranded on a shore
where else to look
why we keep reminding each other
if what we used to have
of what we used to have
my big eyes will stare at you
planetarium
you are all I see
we will be older we will have to
we will be selfish if we can chose
you are all I see
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Sabine Holler New York
Sabine's music blends experimental pop with rock influences and Brazilian rhythms. Her versatile sound and emotive vocals create a unique listening experience.
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