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Venom
03:40
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pull it in pull it in a little quicker 'cause. the current's fast and my blood is getting thicker and. I. Spy. A little snake on the water and there's poison on his fangs. like a lamb but the slaughter's been unloaded in my veins. and I. Don't mind. Got your venom in my veins. Let's play. got your venom in my veins. and we wait. and we wait. and we wait. up in my head and it's in my bones.
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The Pebble Continuum
03:26
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I navigate this kaleidoscope of your skin. so close I can almost taste your nitrogen. you walk me in. dust collides in these holes I can't fill in. and still I wonder. who's the hero if I'm the villain? settle on this glass feel the weight of our masses. we belong to the past. oh what a blast. and as time eats its arms amuse your fate. we collapse and fade. we're faceless and unknown. ebb and flow. the energy dissipates. nothing wins. but so did we. we are winning. Just bodies wrapped around this chest of ancient rights. we learn the clearest thoughts fruit on the coldest nights. oh what a night. let's transcend. our gravity disorder. and still we balance. but who's stretched if we're getting shorter? settle on this glass feel the weight of our masses. we belong to the past. oh what a blast.
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Alright
02:55
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you lay so your face is in the light. we watch the sun 'cause we talked all night. my grass stained hand sneaking to your thigh. we were finding shapes in clouds in the black sky. You're alright. you're alright. i felt a trickle. you flipped a nickel. I put my money on heads. unplanned my face met your hand. and now we're rolling in our beds. you're alright. the cars whirred. we sat on the curb. so fast. i felt alive. the blade missed but I'm bleeding for this. I forgot what rain tastes like. you're alright.
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Gasoline
03:16
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tell me a story. loaded with allegory. don't hold back. I wanna think for days. send me a spark. to permeate the dark. don't hold back. I want to lay awake. taking a ride. on the west side. this is my kind of town. you found my brain. and made a second skin. everyone's seething. we're gonna fit right in. it's not disco fever. it's just mirrors and smoke. nobody's breathing. they just try and cope. you followed me through hell. we'll never mention what we've seen. I'll always be your lighter. and you're my gasoline. paint a perfect storm. one that rides low in the sky. give me rain that I don't mind. send me a charge. I won't want to miss. go on and break a promise. sealed with an electric kiss. you followed me through hell. we'll never mention what we've seen. I'll always be your lighter. and your my gasoline.
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Can You Hear Me?
01:42
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Body Math
02:54
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let it go. and find grace in this descent. grab the rail and should it fail please mind the steps we implement. let it go. oh how these rogue ideas can spiral. and their angular moment grows as fraying ends compile. would you smile? just like you used to. two dimensions fuse. become anomalous shapes in the dark. but actions speak in volumes dear. and they seldom miss their mark. ya. the shooter is sharp. just another sharp shooter. the winds of change bring circumstance cascades. they roll and they grow. like only we know. like only we know. how long. how long until it's gone. how long. how long until it's gone. here divided so nothing will remain. try to mend with dividends. but they were too little and always too late. binary. we ignite as we pass. to wax and wain and transfer flame. I'm so desperately trapped. in this both math. just another body language. but how long. how long until it's gone. how long. how long until it's gone.
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Jamie Gia Long Beach, California
Jamie Gia is a Canadian alternative, indie-rock songwriter and guitarist.
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