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Intro
00:40
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2. |
Recovering Theatre Kid
03:26
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Each night I fall asleep and I wake up in the wings
I’ve forgotten all my lines or I’ve forgotten how to sing
I’m 20 minutes late or I just can’t find the door
The clothes that I’m wearing don’t fit me anymore
(Oh) The voices in my head are getting loud
(Oh) I try to find your eyes amongst the crowd
(Oh) I’ve always been a little bit dramatic
I just hope you’re okay with it
I’m standing centre stage but the spotlight’s pointing left
There’s only darkness for my sequins to reflect
No kisses from my mom or dad no flowers at my door
Who will I be if I don’t wanna stand on this stage anymore?
(Oh) The voices in my head are getting loud
(Oh) I try to find your eyes amongst the crowd
(Oh) I’ve always been a little bit dramatic
I just hope you’re okay with it
The curtain closes and it all fades to black
But I don’t hear any applause
If there’s no one there to listen am I even really singing?
(Oh) The voices in my head are getting loud
(Oh) I try to find your eyes amongst the crowd
(Oh) I’ve always been a little bit dramatic
I’m a recovering theatre kid
I just want you to like me, like me
I just want you to like me, like me
I just want you to tell everyone you know about me
(I just want you to like me, like me
I just want you to like me, like me)
I just want you to like me, like me
I just want you to like me, like me
I just want you to tell everyone you know about me
(I just want you to like me, like me
I just want you to like me, like me)
Yeah
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3. |
Static
03:37
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Before the static there was magic
Before the hard work there were fireworks
Before the heartache there were first dates
Before our slow end you were my best friend
Oh, and every time I think about you I’m caught between feeling shameful and feeling used
Oh, but every time I dream about you it’s a rosy coloured vision that never came true
Now when I look back I can see all the little cracks
We tried to save it, that made me hate it
Oh, and every time I think about you all I hear is screaming in the kitchen
Oh, but every time I dream about you it’s a supercut of how we used to be
Every time I try to move on, the radio plays your favourite song
And I’m caught in your taste and your smell
Hating myself that I can’t forget the way that you said my name
Can’t we go back to before the magic changed to static?
Oh, when I think about it you left me feeling used
Oh, but every time I dream about you it’s a rosy coloured vision that never came true
But how can I ever move on if I don’t want to?
Before the static there was magic
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4. |
Rattling In My Head
03:13
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I just need a little, something for the pain
I swear I won’t get addicted I just need to slow my brain
‘Cause I’ve been staring at the ceiling since 11:42
Now it’s 3:00 in the morning, I’m still thinking about you
And all the things we never said to each other
Rattling in my head, over and over again
Try to slow my breathing, expand and contract
But the wind gets knocked back out of me when the memories flood back
‘Cause I keep thinking ‘bout your mother and the way she always said
“Oh, you feel just like the daughter I always wish I’d had”
Now I’m laying here alone in our bed
With these words rattling in my head, over and over again
Over and over again
(over and over and over and over)
And I know that in a moment I’ll be drifting off to sleep
And I’ll get to see your face staring back at me in my dreams
And we won’t have to live the bad parts, we’ll just focus on the good
And we’ll get to do the things that we always said we would
But for now I’m laying in my bed with these thoughts rattling in my head
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again
(over and over and over and over)
So I’ll just have a little, enough to slow me down
Cause I’d rather fill my lungs with filth than be filled with this hell
Tomorrow will be better, the daylight always is
It’s the night that makes me wonder what parts of me you miss
So I need something to slow my head
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5. |
Starstruck ft. Nic Dyson
02:38
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I’m trying not to look for you
But I catch your eye and you’re looking too
And I try to stop walking over to you
But I can’t, ‘cause it feels right
I try to think about my words
But I’m caught between my thoughts and past hurts
And I know I should ask questions of you
But I can’t, ‘cause I’m starstruck
There’s something about you
Something feels right
I can’t quite explain it
I’m trying to tread carefully
But there’s something welling up in me
I’ll keep it to myself for now
What else can I do?
I just hope I’m right about you
Something feels right about you
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6. |
Intermission
03:14
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7. |
Sweet Sorrow
00:37
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I wanted long hair to be pretty, but I wanted short hair to feel free
When I think about my younger self I want to pick me right up and hold me
I’m filled with such a sweet, sweet, sweet sorrow
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8. |
Blockbuster
03:41
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What are you doing tonight?
Do you wanna go for a ride,
Down the street to the Blockbuster?
We can walk up and down the aisles forever
I’ll pick you up at your place
Oh, I’m dying to see your face
As I show you all the covers
Of the movies in the adult section
It used to be so simple
It used to be so simple
I wish it could just be simple
We could huddle up on the couch
No other radio waves interrupting our show
Both our eyes glued to the television screen
And occasionally each other
We’ll take this tape back in a week
After watching the same thing on repeat
And no matter how many times we see the same scenes, over and over again
Our bellies still hurt from laughter
It used to be so simple
It used to be so simple
I wish it could just be simple
Do you think our love would be a little easier if we still had a local Blockbuster?
I’m tired of us being on our cellulars looking at pictures of other people when we’re together
I’m so tired of netflix and chillin’, I just want to rent a movie and watch it over again
Over again, over again, over again
Do you think our love would be a little easier if we still had a local Blockbuster?
I’m tired of us being on our cellulars looking at pictures of other people when we’re together
I’m so tired of netflix and chillin’, I just want to rent a movie and watch it over again
Over again, over again, over again
Do you think our love would be a little easier if we still had a local Blockbuster?
I’m tired of us being on our cellulars looking at pictures of other people when we’re together
I’m so tired of netflix and chillin’...
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9. |
Bean
03:45
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My sister told me she’s going to have a baby
I cried for hours, but I swear the tears were happy
I can’t believe we’ve made it here already
I guess it makes sense, we’re both pushing 30
And I hope this new life breathes new life in me
But I know that’s a lot to ask of someone who’s the size of a bean
I hope one day to be a mom myself
But right now I can’t imagine loving someone else
I want to be like the woman who raised me
But I’m so scared I’ll never find out what it means to love unconditionally
And I hope this new life breathes new life in me
And I know that’s a lot to ask for someone still the size of a bean
I’m banking on feeling something new
I have no backup plan so I hope my prayers come true
Even in the midst of your joy my selfishness precedes me
I’m thinking about what your baby can give to me
And not what I can give
‘Cause all I have is sorrow, and that’s the one thing I won’t let them borrow
I hope this new life breathes new life in me
And I know that’s a lot to ask of someone still the size of a bean
I’m banking on feeling something new
So I’m placing all my bets on you
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10. |
Nothing
03:39
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I didn’t go to the party
I knew that you’d be there and I couldn’t stand it
It’s been 45 days, but who’s counting?
I keep trying to forget it
But I heard you showed up with a new girl on your arm like it was nothing
And when everyone asked about me, you said, “who her?
Oh, that was nothing”
So I’ll be the victim while you play the fool
Busy pretending what we had wasn’t real
And you’ll lie to your friends about the way that you feel
Like it was nothing
Was it really nothing?
I try not to think about what you’d be wearing
The jokes you’d be telling
You’d have everyone laughing
But I try to think about anything else and there’s nothing
Because I told you things I never told anyone else,
So that means nothing?
So I’ll be the victim while you play the fool
Busy pretending what we had wasn’t real
And you’ll lie to your friends about the way that you feel
Like it was nothing
Was it really nothing?
‘Cause you said that you called your mom on the day that we met
You said, “this girl is special, don’t let me forget”
And now you go and say in front of all of our friends
That it meant nothing
Tell me, was it nothing?
‘Cause to me it wasn’t nothing
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11. |
Please Don't Let Me Go
03:03
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You and me we made a promise
But let’s just be honest
You were never sure it was something you could keep
We always said we’d spend our birthdays, and all the holidays
Tangled up in each other’s arms
Now you’re not so sure if you can commit
Well, don’t you think it’s a little late for that?
So I’m standing at the door
You’re staring at the floor
This can’t be how it ends
Please don’t (please don’t) let me (let me) go
If I walk away will you be chasing after me?
Please don’t (please don’t) let me (let me) go
If I say goodbye will you let it be the last time?
You’re not the type to raise your voice
But I pray to God you would
Oh, ‘cause the silence is what’s tearing me apart
Oh, I wish you’d call my name
Say we’re making a mistake
And you just want me to stay
Please don’t (please don’t) let me (let me) go
If I walk away will you be chasing after me?
Please don’t (please don’t) let me (let me) go
If I say goodbye will you let it be the last time?
Oh, oh, oh
If I walk away will you be chasing after me
Oh, oh, oh
If I say goodbye will you let it be the last time?
Please don’t (please don’t) let me (let me) go
If I walk away will you be chasing after me?
Please don’t (please don’t) let me (let me) go
If I say goodbye will you let it be the last time?
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Lana Winterhalt Winnipeg, Manitoba
Indie-pop musician producer from Winnipeg, Manitoba.
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