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Fuck Kevin Spacey
03:29
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Maybe I'm in it for the wrong reasons
I'm falling out of love
Maybe it's all of the above
Let down and pick it up
As infuriating as it is
Scum always rise to the top
My doubt filling in the blanks says, "you can't do it, you can't do it"
The pressure of this empty room says, "it means nothing, it means nothing"
I'm living life like the ocean
Spending time in this lonely place
Like a satellite floating through space
It's buzzing, it's always buzzing
Everything means nothing to me
And I'm as happy as can be
My doubt filling in the blanks says, "you can't do it, you can't do it"
The pressure of this empty room says, "it means nothing, it means nothing"
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Circumstantial and temporary
It ain't not remedy, I know
To that pit in your stomach
To that tangle in your head
To this stranger in my bed
You already think that I'm an asshole
So why not act like one
Open my big mouth, and the damage is done
Does anybody feel this lonely?
I guess they do
It can't possibly be just me and you
Circumstantial and temporary
It ain't not remedy, I know
To that pit in your stomach
To that tangle in your head
To this stranger in my bed
These insecurities
My unkempt hair
Evidence of indistections
Like pulling finger nails
Forgiven, but not forgotten
Glued together, but still rotten
Tell me I'm beautiful right now
Right now
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3. |
Apocalipstick
03:26
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I wear my mother's lipstick 'cause it makes me feel pretty
I can't talk to you 'cause it makes me feel shitty
You wonder am I still your son?
Believe me, you're not the only one
Confined to your system
Confronted and you don't understand
Violet met with violence
You think it's just a fad
I wear my girlfriend's dresses 'cause it makes me feel fucking hot
Like I belong in this world, and it's never ever gonna stop
I feel like I'm floating
And your side eyed stares doesn't do me nothing
Confined to your system
Confronted and you don't understand
You make me feel fucking broken
You think it's just a fad
I don't care, I really don't
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4. |
Turn From Void
03:51
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Take what you want, and leave the rest to me
Flow through me, my love
Our head, our heart
We lay our beds in this burning house
Mirrored whispers; I need you
Still breathing, still alright
Our bruised and heavy hearts
I'll carry them for miles
Not always strong, but always by your side, my love
Our head, our heart
We lay our beds in this burning house
Mirrored whispers; I need you
We're breathing, we're alright
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5. |
Tamir
03:37
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Written and performed by Lazy Queen
Recorded by Henrik Sørebø
Mixed by Jonas Rohde-Moe
Mastered by Chris Sansom (Propeller Mastering)
Cover Art: Henrik Dønnestad
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Lazy Queen Oslo, Norway
Lazy Queen was born in Brooklyn, raised in Oslo, and will never die. Join the
wreckage.
Contact:
BAND: lazyqueenband@gmail.com
LABEL: Carl-Marcus Gidlöf // cmg@icea.se
LIVE BOOKING: lazyqueenbooking@gmail.com
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