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Church
05:38
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The glances from the people across the room have noticed
My pained eyes as I feel a wanting in womb, I’m burning
And I feel the crashing of my sins, I’ve got no alms for a lying church
We walk out, pushing away at your infamous reasons, you hang round
And shout loud.
A parking ticket paired with this woman, you’re burning
And I feel the crashing of my sins, I’ve got no alms for a lying church
(Maybe one day)
One day I’d like to say looking straight into my ghost, it felt easy
How does it seem so long ago, too easy?
And I feel it all
(I feel it all)
I feel it all
Maybe one day I’ll walk through those doors again
Maybe one day I will walk through (through)
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2. |
Maiden
07:12
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‘Maybe once, maybe twice?’
I’ve doubled my bets on
Finding our time
‘Maybe a little?’
Is what I’d say, but you know the truth
Anyway
‘Maybe a little?’
Is what I say
But I love you more and more
Each day
It gets faster
The constant figure of our love
And I try to hide myself from this truth
‘Maybe a little?’
Is what I say,
But you know the truth anyway anyway
Maybe a little is how I love you
Each day
Each day
Maybe a little
Maybe a little maybe a little
Each day
And I bring my pride to heel before you
And I sacrifice myself
for this
I’d do it again and again
And I bring my pride to heel before you
And I collect
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3. |
Amada
04:17
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Amada
En mi verdad
Siempre supi ser amada
Y en verdad
Doli de una tristeza
Que no pude describir
No pude describir
No pude describir no saber
En que fui
Amada
¿Quieres saber un secreto?
El amor es poder.
¿Quieres saber un secreto?
El amor es poder.
Amada
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4. |
Mr. Vaux
04:05
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Oh Mr. Vaux, is there anything I can trust you with?
Cause baby I feel your right eye staring at my empty pockets
If we made love I’m certain
I’m certain
You’d think you’d be the one
With your right eye at my breasts, baby
You’d think you’d be
the one
Oh Mr. Vaux,
is there anything I can do you for?
Cause baby I feel that I’ve got just what you have been looking for
If we made love I’m certain, daddy, you would think that you would be the one
With your right eye at my breasts, baby
You would think you’d be the one
With just one
One question
Would be the one?
With one
One question
Would be the one?
Oh Mr. Vaux
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5. |
Maria Jotta
04:28
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Breathe out, slow burn in my gut
Slowly constricting me
Tumble down, they say you have to have the nerve
To get everything you’ve been wishing for
Breathing what little life I have left
My metamorphosis
Breathing what little life I had left
Drowning in my own metabolic waste
A metamorphosis that breaks my back
My metamorphosis
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6. |
Number3
04:56
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I am the phantom of your sleepless nights,
Of your imagined nightmares,
But in time I will grow into
And become you
My voice is but my own
My voice my voice
Is but my own
And everything is everything else
I am illusion, depression, and maybe
Maybe I am you
Truthfully true
True
And after such a long journey I know my voice is but my own
My voice is but my own, my own
My voice but my own
This journey will take me farther than I’ve ever been before
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7. |
RAX10
05:28
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Me siento rara
y a la misma vez
me siento tranquila
Y absurda
Y al fin con más poder que nunca
Y a la misma vez me siento normal
Y a la misma vez me siento normal
Y rara y rara y rara ah
Rara y rara y rara ah
Rara rara rara rara
Me siento rara
y a la misma vez, autentica
Con saber quién soy, ¿que soy?
Que soy yo
Muy muy, pero muy
Rara y rara y rara ah
Rara y rara y rara
Rara rara rara rara
Y a la misma vez me siento normal
Y a la misma vez me siento rara
Y rara y rara y rara x 10
Oooo
Y a la misma vez me siento normal
Y a la misma vez me siento….
Rara
Rara
Y a la misma vez
Y a la misma vez
Me siento rara
Rara
Me siento rara
Rara ah oh
Rara, rara
Me siento autentica
Poderosa
Y rara rara
Y rara rara
Y
Rara y rara y rara
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Adriana-Lucia Cotes (form. Antonia) Washington, D.C.
Adriana-Lucia Cotes (form. Mock Identity) is a prolific multi-instrumentalist & vocalist from Washington, D.C. Noted for her 'stunning and commanding' voice (Post-Trash) and writing that 'rails against the unpretty hate machines at work' in the Nation's Captial (Rolling Stone), she is 'a champion of the DC music scene who works to make space in it for BIPOC & femme artists' (Washington City Paper) ... more
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