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Nightly Routine
02:07
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Brushed my teeth for what I thought
Was gonna be my last
Lean into the aftershock
Of April fading fast
Into the citrine summer dew
With sunlight glazing over
Morning hits the observation deck
But I don't feel a thing
I'm running out of fishing line
Push my head down into the blue
I wanna get it right every time
When I don't know what to do
This is my nightly routine
This is my bread and butter
Everyone knows what's wrong with me
But nobody knows what's the matter
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2. |
Lapdog
03:39
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how does it feel to be hated now
by the people you thought were the in crowd
built up a fence to keep the family out
I’ll never grow to understand it
your body turned on itself and then your friends were next
high on the love-in and it went to your head
but by all means babe do the unexpected
and surprise me then
How could I have known what was wrong
When you seem to have it all
I might come running when you call
But I won’t be your lapdog
You are a bee sting and you’re biting down hard
Do you see colour in that dead end glance?
There’s only so much I can do to excuse you
Or to dance to your drum in the way that I used to
Are you thinking of me when you’re bored ?
and I know that it’s just the way you’re made
forever shifting the blame from yourself
drown someone else for a fresh start
And all you do is play your game
I won’t be a part of what you want for me
Full of virtue, you’re a saint
Will they still love you in the end ?
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Millennium
04:00
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I drove into a wall today
It was the greatest thing I ever did
And in the thrill I felt your shape
It was just like old times with old friends
I wanna watch you eat all day
And then take my leave into the floor
How else is someone meant to find
Who out there is worth living for
And before we hit the bottom
before the shepherds say goodnight
you should know that I’m a bad omen
but our love isn’t a bad sign
I can dream it clearly now
If I close my eyes I’m almost there
You in the garden, freckled smile
A doll’s house with a dining set
Feels like I’m wading through an hourglass
What would your counsellor say about that ?
Be the assistant and I’ll do the magic tricks
Pulling a miracle out of a hat
And before we hit the bottom
before the shepherds say goodnight
you should know that I’m a bad omen
but our love isn’t a bad sign
Or did I say it one too many times
I’m really sorry for the songs I write about you
I’ll cup my hands so you can cry
Laid to rest on the shore so the waves can flow through
Through
Through
Through
Do you see me too ?
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That's My Boy
02:15
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don’t tell me to run from you
you’ve never been the monster you thought
unfulfilled promises
it’s always been you from the start
and when you’re dragged back to the shore
i’ll come calling
that’s my boy
that’s my boy
the last dance underneath a bridge
dragging out goodbyes
close to where my family lives
so no one saw me cry
on my way home i turned back to see you
but you’d already gone
that’s my boy
that’s my boy
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6. |
Joan of Arc (demo)
03:33
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I think you’re a conduit
For heaven to speak through
cover me in siren song
and make me part of you
you sing so sweetly
when you drown me in the lake
but now that I can hear myself
I know why you ran away
and the dreams you eat for breakfast
the dreams you eat
I still wear the earrings
do you still have the CD?
sometimes i wish I didn’t have these things
constantly reminded of how I’ve been lonely
your touch is still imprinted on me
fingertips that never left my body
should be saying I’ve moved on again
guess I forgot my line
down on both my knees but then
I’m not the begging kind
don’t make me your chore
just say you’ll hold me when I die
cos then I’ll be your martyr
Joan of Arc, canonised
bury me
bury me
you’ve buried me
bury me
bury me
you’ve buried me
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7. |
Fever Dream
03:32
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tracing a fine line
let’s be alone and kill some time
how early is too early
to will you to tell me that you’re mine
and if I could drown out
all of the thoughts that hold you down
except it’s me that keeps you captive
on the sofa at your house
what’s the use in being blue
surely you know I was made for you
bored at the party
feeling watched in empty rooms
I’ve learned my lesson not to touch you
better delusions there to stick to
laid on your chest and wide awake
I made you laugh when I asked
what’s your resting heart rate
and you said
how would I know that
I’m never sure how I’d have answered it
holy feeling
speaking through me
I expect love to save me
anticipate ruin
lift the latch on the safety lock
then hide under tables
your nuclear warhead rocks
the world that you’re ending
I’m seeing you
I’m seeing you in fever dreams
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Celeste Madden UK
19 year old British singer/songwriter . My new EP, Is It Really Goodnight? is out now.
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