1. |
Raincoat
00:56
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I guess I'll wear this trepidation everyday, in every weather, like the worn down raincoat it is. I'll wear it in the summer heat. It burns, it stings, it sticks to my skin. Can I stick to your skin?
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2. |
When, Where?
02:42
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Her warm breath on my skin,
Like the sun,
Is sustenance, it's sustenance,
For the daisy chains she tied around my neck,
They've been wilting for a while,
They've been wilting for a while,
My head is untidy like her bedroom floor,
I spend my nights healing but I'm still so fucking sore,
I have grazed palms and clouded judgements now.
My head is untidy like her bedroom floor,
I spend my nights healing but I'm still so fucking sore,
I have grazed palms and clouded judgements now.
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3. |
Skin
04:07
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I've been drifting in and out of sleep,
For the seventh night this week,
So I'll leave the skin of my hands,
On this canvas,
Because all the colours fade to darkness.
(And leave a stain upon my teeth)
I wish I could feel safe again in the arms of someone else.
Dreams are just stories written in my head,
To show somehow my life could be better than this.
I wish I could feel safe again in the arms of someone else.
Keep me in your shed until summer,
Treat me like plastic garden furniture,
I don't know who the hell I was fooling,
All my friends know, I'm still not over you.
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4. |
Summer Day
02:05
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I felt the edge cave in,
Distant and crowded, alone and shrouded,
My blurry eyes refused to leave,
Instead they clouded my head,
It's so dull outside today,
This weather understands me,
And my thoughts are steamy,
I'll blame the condensation,
I could fall into bed with eyes wide open,
My friends will talk to me and
I'll feel a little less alone this cold night.
There's a part of me that you would call the insomnia in your sleep.
I've been living with it for a while,
It's what makes things grey on this summer day,
I feel drained and restless,
Is this chronic illness?
Or just that my head's full of useless shit,
Which clouds my judgement.
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5. |
Foramina
05:01
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A temple built with everything I didn't want to become,
But I'm just never sure.
I know the safety net is broken,
Just let me be more appealing as I fall,
It's like having balloons tied to my fingers
as I go to turn the page,
Stuck forever in a tension that I'll never see the end.
I'm sick of the summer when the rain gets warmer
and my body grows colder,
I've tried to inch out the perimeters of my thoughts,
But every mistake that I've made
has caved in the fences around my skull.
There's a two bedroom house in my head,
I'm in one room,
(And you're asleep in the other)
So I'll hold a glass up to the wall,
Against my right ear so I could pretend that I didn't know what was going on.
(Stop being a coward)
I'm sick of the summer when the rain gets warmer
and my body grows colder,
I've tried to inch out the perimeters of my thoughts,
But every mistake that I've made
has caved in the fences around my skull.
I'm looking forward to those smiling skies inside your floral eyes,
It's cloudy in mine!
It's cloudy in mine!
It's cloudy in mine!
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Coffeeblends Burnham, UK
Emotional music from Burnham.
Coffeeblends is:
Vaibhav Mishra -
Vox, Guitar and carried on collecting crazy bones when they went out of fashion.
Billy Young - Vox, Drums, Playboy and Magician
Lucas Juchacz - Bass.
Zacharius 'tremolo picking' Viney - Lead Guitar, good hair and all-round cutie.
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