1. |
Intro
00:36
|
|||
2. |
||||
|
I've been wearing ill fitting clothes and shoes that I can run in,
So I don't slip trip and fall when I hear the footsteps comin.
I've creeping out at night and hoping no one follows,
I've been running through the dark and through the thin and hollow.
I've been trying to cut my legs under the briars and brambles,
Watch the blood drip pouring out and down across my ankles.
I've been walking on broken glass just to see how it feels,
Feel the pressure cuttin' deep it helps remind me I'm real.
|
||||
3. |
Glory Box (Live)
03:34
|
|||
|
I'm so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress for too long
Just
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just wanna be a woman
From this time unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Through this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and over, and give us some room
Just
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just want to be a woman
Don't you stop being a man
Just take a little look
From our side when you can
Show a little tender, tenderness
No matter if you cry
Just
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just want to be a woman
This is the beginning
Of forever and ever
It's time to move over
So I'm gonna be
So tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it for the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long.
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
I'm all drunk again on blackberry wine,
I drink to make you swim and float around inside my mind.
I can't help myself for falling for a ghost,
I tripped when I was walking, landed right inside your coat.
I've been thinking of you every day and night,
You'll drift away but never go too far out of my sight.
I've been thinkin about what else I can do,
When everything that I could need is right beside of you.
Lately,
You've been calling me baby,
With a smile so bright it blinds me,
And makes me crazy, but everytime I get a little I could just go cry a little.
Baby,
I've been acting so hazy,
The sight of you is intoxicating,
It makes me crazy but everytime I get a little I could just go die a little.
Don't.
Don't let me go.
Stay here tonight.
Say it's alright.
When I tell you I dream,
I dream of you,
In black and white, and pink and blue.
Your lips taste like honey,
Your laughing with a mouth full of blood.
Your teeth are white and pearly,
Your smiling with a mouth full of knives.
Your tongue is soft all velvet like,
Your talking with a mouth full of lies.
Your lips taste like honey,
Your laughing with a mouth full of blood.
Laughing with a mouth full of blood.
Don't ask me for another change in number
I sold them all off twenty years ago
Don't ask me for another sense of direction
I sold them once and sold them twice again
Again,
Again,
Again.
Your lips taste like honey
Your laughing with a mouth full of blood
Your teeth are white and pearly
Your smiling with a mouth full of knives
Your tongue is soft all velvet like
Your talking with a mouth full of lies
Your lips taste like honey
Your laughing with a mouth full of blood
Laughing with a mouth full of blood.
|
||||
5. |
Paranoia (Live)
03:51
|
|||
|
Have you ever seen the lights coming down from the city above you?
Have you ever seen the lights coming crashing down around you?
Have you ever seen the lights engulfed in flames surround you?
Have you ever seen the lights so strong that it blinds you?
Cause I see it every night in my dreams.
I wake up, cold sweat, no one to keep me warm.
I wake up and there's no one to see me through this.
And this paranoia, it makes it hard to breathe.
I pull this light out from in my dreams.
This paranoia it twists and follows me.
I can't pull these chains out from under me.
Have you ever seen a hundred ships and sails on your shore?
Have you ever seen them pull in one by one?
'Cause I saw it once, and then I saw it again.
And no one believes me everytime it ends.
I don't know how much more of this I'll take.
I don't know where I am, but I do know where I'm going,
And I know just what is waiting at the end.
And this paranoia makes it hard to breathe.
I can't pull this light out from under me.
This paranoia twists and follows me.
I can't keep on playing this game of make believe.
This paranoia can not separate from me.
I can't believe anything I see.
And I guess I'll just keep playing along,
Guess I'll just keep singing the song,
Sing it, sing it, la la la la!
Over again!
I said la,
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
And this paranoia, it makes it hard to breathe.
|
||||
6. |
Chase This (Live)
01:48
|
|||
|
Chase this chase this chase this chase this
Sling you like a ragdoll I'll kill you with a kiss
I am not a fetish
See you in the back row tryna' creep towards me
Your eyes are lolling out your mouth
Your tongue is lookin stormy.
I bet you wanna see every little piece of me.
You fucked up little school boy that never felt love.
I bet you wanna touch me and drink everything in.
I'd rather have flies and maggots burrow in my skin.
Now you make it our problem track us trannies down.
Good luck tryna' get to us before we run you outta town.
Chase this chase this chase this chase this
Sling you like a ragdoll I'll kill you with a kiss
I am not a fetish
Chase this.
|
||||
7. |
It Comes In Waves (Live)
04:30
|
|||
|
I would like,
To watch the full moon.
And I would like,
To watch the stars fall.
Go down slowly,
Make it last.
Time I know it comes,
So fast.
The leaves on the trees are falling down,
The leaves on the trees have turned from green.
And I see you standing all around,
The light it glimmers through, the clouds and,
It comes in waves.
I would like,
To watch the ocean.
And I would like,
To watch the stars fall,
Down to Earth and,
Through the clouds,
Sleeping with you,
Drifting sound and,
It comes in waves.
|
||||
8. |
Black Me Out (Live)
02:50
|
|||
|
I don't ever want to talk that way again
I don't want to know people like that anymore
As if there was an obligation
As if I owed you something.
Black me out
I want to piss on the walls of your house
I want to chop those brass rings off
Your fat fucking fingers
As if you were a king-maker
As if, as if, as if
Black me out
I don't want to see the world that way anymore
I don't want to feel that weak and insecure
As if you were my fucking pimp
As if I was your fucking whore
Black me out
I want to piss on the walls of your house
I want to chop those brass rings
Off your fat fucking fingers
As if you were a king-maker
As if, as if, as if
Black me out
I want to piss on the walls of your house
I want to chop those brass rings
Off your fat fucking fingers
As if you were a king-maker
As if, as if, as if
Black me out
All the young graves filled
Don't the best all burn out
So bright and so fast?
All the young graves filled
Don't the best all burn out
So bright and so fast?
Full body high
I'm never coming down
Black me out
|
||||
9. |
||||
|
God of sun, and lord of song,
I'm afraid that I can't stay too long.
But hold me close, and hold me tight,
And I'll be back before the fire dies.
Whisper soft and tell no lies,
Can you still see the future in my eyes?
And don't forget what you have said,
I'll be back before you head to bed.
God of sun, and lord of song,
I'm afraid that I can't stay too long.
|
||||
Laika Loveheart Auckland, New Zealand
Hello everyone I am a TransNonBinary artist from New Zealand. I make little weird projects all over the place and here is
the place where I'm gonna start unloading things here as I make them.
Sending love and Trans Rights to all people <3
... more
If you like Laika Loveheart, you may also like:
the pink sunset over you
by angel apricot
angel apricot makes sweet and intimate '90s-style bedroom pop with delicate melodies and melancholic, reflective lyrics.
go to album
Chicago singer/multi-instrumentalist Ellie Kim explores funk, R&B, pop, and jazz on this stirring LP, a love letter to the LGBTQ community.
go to album
Six Million Miles From Nowhere
by Spaceman
As Spaceman, Stephen Munson of UK cult band Living In Texas makes lo-fi pop that shuffles and stomps.
go to album
Impossible Sum
by maxwell stern
Poignantly rendered alternative rock from Maxwell Stern, formerly of Signals Midwest, explores feelings of disconnection and belonging.
go to album
Tying Airplanes To The Ground
by maxwell stern
The Philadelphia singer-songwriter offers a gentle & heartfelt track with all proceeds going to the National Independent Venue Association.
go to album
The New York songwriter appeals with sunny power chords, but it’s the direct vulnerability that get you in the end.
go to album
Better Lives
by Feral Conservatives
Feral Conservatives specialize in elegantly ornamented guitar pop, centered around Rashie Rosenfarb’s emotive vocals.
go to album
