1. |
Housewife
05:10
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I want to wish you the best for your future,
with me left behind you each day looks much brighter.
I watch from the kitchen,
I watch as you smile.
I make you a coffee,
it takes me too long.
Come help me clean up,
the mess on the counter.
I spilled all the coffee,
it's making you mad.
over-explain
every move that I'm making
I'm walking on eggshell
so you will not hate me.
I need to be by your side,
like your housewife.
I picture you naked
from outside the hallway
we make out for hours
on top of the kitchen
I wrap my hand in your hair
and I pull it
your flesh peels off your bones
and leaves you exposed.
I need to be by your side,
like a housewife.
like a housewife.
the rain is pouring
when you finally kiss me
your lips press against mine
and I feel your heartbeat.
I need to be by your side,
like a housewife.
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2. |
Broken Glass Baby
03:27
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3. |
Hurt Me
02:52
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I don't mind it
when you're the bad guy
I love the way you
get into my mind
cut my throat with,
the blade of your knife
hold me close then
leave me to die.
chorus
I am the ghost of someone you love
hands on my throat and fuck me real rough
I love it when you think you're real tough
cause you hurt me.
tie me up with
chains that you find
in the swamp
riding your bike
in the open with nothing to hide
leave me there for someone to find.
chorus repeats
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4. |
Sinners & Saints
02:22
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Won't you watch me bathe,
in the blood of all your angels.
won't you let me pray in the garden
when I'm ready to change
my ways
and I am not a sinner,
but baby i ain't hardly a saint.
dont expect me to change
he said learn to love the pain in any way you're able to
babe don't ever change
you say as i try to escape
your restraints
and won't he let me play with that heart you wear around like you
know all of my games, but I'm not even trying to play.
until you tell me to wait.
and i am not your angel
baby i am nothing to you
leave me while youre able
before I try to make you stay
you know i cant change
Won't you watch me bathe,
in the blood of all your angels.
won't you let me pray in the garden
when I'm able to change
to change
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5. |
Paranoia
02:13
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Amillionite Melbourne, Australia
Soft vocals, eerie music and often-times gory lyrics; Amillionite is the solo project of Australian Indie-folk/Dream-pop
musician Ash Gabriel Amillionite. With influences ranging from Kate Bush to Andy Irvine, They mix a wide range of unique experimental sounds to create a genre all of its own.
Hunted For Sport album art by the fantastic Tina Klitgaard Eriksen
(IG: @Tinaeart)
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