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Good Impressions
03:34
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Every time I go looking all I find is the dark
There’s a hollow space in the empty cage
If I can’t play it by ear, could I play it by heart?
Wanted time alone, now that’s all I’ve got.
I guess I’m falling now
I guess I’m falling down
No way to catch myself
But there’s no ground
Used to care enough to make a good impression…
I’m going home
I tell myself I learned my lesson
Ohh
Used to care enough to make a good impression…
I’m going home
I tell myself I learned my lesson
Ohh
Every time I go looking all I find is the dark
There’s a hollow space in the empty cage
Every time I go looking all I find is the dark
There’s a hollow space in the empty cage
Used to care enough to make a good impression…
I’m going home
I tell myself I learned my lesson
Ohh
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2. |
The Overkill
03:40
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I’m not proud of what I do to get to sleep
All the stuck-on stars on the ceiling are flicking out on me
Caught in between the way I am and how I wanna be
Oh, the secrets I spill
Oh, always have, always will, oh
I’m drowning myself in the overkill, oh
I’m not proud of what I use to gain your trust
Just a stage light con man singing what I must
Caught in between where I am and where I wanna be
Oh, the secrets I spill
Oh, always have, always will, oh
I’m drowning myself in the overkill, overkill
Overnight at the club
Overserved, sobered up
Overcoat, in the cab
Overplayed my own hand
Overthought what I said
It's a drug I regret
I regret I regret I regret
Oh, the secrets I spill
Oh, always have, always will, oh
I’m drowning myself in the overkill, overkill, overkill
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3. |
Burnout
03:43
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True, I lit the fuse
Is the countdown ruining the mood?
So place your bet, did you expect
I’d be the shadow breathing down your neck
I never said I was your friend
Let the devil getcha in the end
I don’t wanna burn out... I play rough. Sweet dreams, cruel love
Red dress, small talk, my deathwish for your love
I look at you, you’re looking back
At a one way mirror to the black
You toss a wink back at yourself
I think you think you’re loving someone else
I bide my time behind the glass
Til the illusion shatters in the blast
I don’t wanna burn out... I play rough. Sweet dreams, cruel love
Red dress, small talk, my deathwish for your love
You cut my corners down
Til my world was round
I don’t wanna burn out... I play rough. Sweet dreams, cruel love
Red dress, small talk, my deathwish for your love
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Fear of missing out, fear of coming down
Something bout the night and weekend crowd
They’re waiting at the spot, lost my train of thought
Know I missed the stop but could you let me off?
Or maybe I’ll just ride all night
Lull of the hum and the side-to-side
Flicker of the busted light
...so what’s it like at the end of the line?
I’m riding
I’m riding / wherever you go
I’m riding / wherever you
I’m riding all the way, gonna let you drive / wherever you I go
And if they / wherever you go
They miss me / wherever you go I go
I’m riding / wherever you go
They’ll find me all the way at the end of the line
Just like that I’m back, like a kinda flash
Sun is slipping past your silhouette
Rolling off the map, kicking at the dash
Laughing cuz you take the turn too fast
The moment slipping through my grasp
When I know I’ll want it back
Soft eyes on the yellow line, take the long way, I don’t mind
I’m riding
I’m riding / wherever you go
I’m riding / wherever you
I’m riding all the way, gonna let you drive / wherever you I go
And if they / wherever you go
They miss me / wherever you go I go
I’m riding / wherever you go
They’ll find me all the way at the end of the line
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5. |
Old Habits
02:29
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You know what they say about old habits
I’m dying hard to meet you at the bar
I wore the wrong shoes, you wore the wrong jacket
We’re inconvenient but that’s just who we are
Shoulda known when the summer’s so mild
A wicked winter’s just around the bend and then
I’ll be out drinking with my heartbroken friend
I tried to like
I tried to like your boyfriend.
So I’m buying the drinks, we’ll cry in the bathroom
Til we’re laughing in your driveway in the car
You know what I say: the best tastes are acquired
We’re inconvenient but that’s just who we are
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6. |
Lightswitch
03:22
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My body is a dark room, I leave it alone
The touch of your hand is a beam of light, what’s it gonna strike
Won’t you sweep through my darkness, catch me lying to myself
Oh, help my find the lightswitch
So I can find my own way out
All I want, all I need, all I been’s not all I’m gonna be
I know you, you know me, light me up and show me how to breathe
Show me how to breathe, show me how to breathe, show me how to be
When the bulb flicks on I’m a place I’ve never been
But it smells like home
Or did I see it in a dream? I’m not alone
you’re here with me
More dark rooms to roam if you’ll help me
More dark rooms to roam
My body is a strange house when the lights are out.
But I belong to these walls when it’s all aglow
Won’t you bring me home?
If you sweep through my darkness, I could do the same for you
I’ll help you find the lightswitch—
let me point you towards the truth.
All you want, all you need, all you been’s not all you're gonna be
I know you, you know me, light you up and show you how to breathe
Show you how to breathe, show you how to breathe, show you how to be.
All I want, all I need, all I been’s not all I’m gonna be
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7. |
Be Wrong
03:47
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If I could let myself be hungry, if I could let myself be wrong
Let me crank the volume on what I knew all along
If I could let my dreams be lucid, If I could echo like a sound
If could let myself get lost I could remember what I found
If I could, if I could
Won’t make it easy to love me this time
If I could, if I could
It was too easy to love me last time
Cuz I treat people like they’re problems
I treat all problems like they’re mine
Do I think, do I think, do I think that I can solve this life?
If I could listen to my body, would it lead me to my soul?
Lemme crank the volume on what I already know.
If I could let myself be hungry, if I could let myself be wrong
If I could let myself admit what I knew all along
If I could let my dreams be lucid, If I could echo like a sound
If could let myself get lost I could remember what I found
If I could let myself be hungry then I could let myself be free
If I could listen to my body, I could remember how to breathe.
Remember in the blood, remember in the bone, remember in the spine, remember in the throat
Remember on the skin, remember on the lips, remember on the cheek, remember in the fist
Remember in the bruise, remember in the ribs, remember in the lungs, remember in the hips
Remember in the gut, remember in the veins, remember in the heart, forgiving all the pain.
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Small Million Portland, Oregon
Flowing from the collaboration of longtime creative partners Ryan Linder & Malachi Graham, the Portland-based indie pop band Small Million welds deeply affecting sonic production to smart lyrics about intuition and inhibition, losing control and ending up in unexpected places, bodies hurt and bodies joyful. Intimate and epic, delicate and fierce. ... more
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