1. |
Home in my skin
05:31
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Spoken:
I go deeper and I sit,
talk to stillness, i stay
for I've been running away
For too long, from myself,
And I have treated her, like a shell
obliged to support me,
enslaved to devote three
hundred sixty five days
unattended
untended and forgotten
ungrateful me, I didn't once think of giving her a rest
her soles, her vessels, her breasts, bearing my vicissitude
my fickleness and all my moods
My greeds, my inability to pause
are like claws scathing her patience,
her tolerance, her vigour, her magnificence,
She- is divine
My deepest desires have left bottomless scars on her
I have been eating my own flesh
Sung:
i am home, i say to myself
I am home, I say to her
I am home in my skin
I am home in my skin
I am sorry I haven't been – around
I am sorry I let you down
I ran away
I'm sorry I couldn't come back and say
I am here for you, my love, I am here for you
I am here for you Now
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2. |
Wonder
03:38
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1
You said you maybe shy
but darling I have seen you shine
Oh You can cause a riot
I will love you dark and light
2
So sometimes it may seem
you gave away your self esteem
To that critic deep inside
But know that to some you're a dream
I will love you dark and light
3
Oh my body
You are a beauty
Oh my darling
You are a wonder
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3. |
Hold Me
04:41
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Last winter you held me
Oh It was electricity
1
I let you go by my wooden window
I don't stop- don't tell you, that I'm not at rest
I see you from far and I feel you inside
I am trying to be good to my only man
Hold me
not too long please
2
I speak of the times, when we met in a room
A hotel by Ganges- we quenched ourselves
You're lonely my friend and I am as well
Our roads don't meet though, we're faraway friends
Hold me
not too long please
3
Try not to kill me with your love
I drifted apart, and I hurt him tonight
I don’t stop don’t tell him that I’m not my best
I cannot part with the feeling inside
I’ve not been good to my only man
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4. |
Mamma
04:50
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1
Hey mamma
i'll make an army
of wild flowers
i'll be a tree
standing like a tower
Hey mamma, i'll be washing away
all of your pain, our mistakes
I will stand beside you
Oh dear rivers dear mountains too
I will stand beside you
My friends
My lovers
My darling darling mother
2
Hey mamma
I'll call all streams
To come Into their power
We'll reach the sea
Breaking all borders
Hey mamma, i'll be washing away
all of your pain, our mistakes
I will stand beside you
Oh dear rivers dear mountains too
I will stand beside you
My friends
My lovers
My darling darling mother
3
Make forests not war
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5. |
Money
04:49
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When I was younger
I was silly I was silly
bigger was better
And I felt sorry for myself
Common now, i've only seen
Love is rich, it's everything
I may be a fool, I will survive but
There'll be things that money won't buy
They say things have changed
But It's all money and vain
Billboards, TV and now
Instagram
I saw him make a wish
He wants to be real rich
Real quick, hey tit,
Where do you think
money comes from
Common now, i've only seen
Love is lush, it's everything
I may be a fool, I will survive but
There'll be things that money won't buy
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