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The Game
04:51
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Turn off the phone turn off the television,
It will turn you sour inside out,
Don’t think about the things you could have done,
Just think of all that you could do
Are we doing something wrong again,
I don’t know,
Falling backwards chasing after them,
They won’t tell us so,
Slipping deeper to the background,
I won’t go,
I won’t lose it all
Why do you want to be alone,
It hurts my head to think what you could be
And in the end I know it’s just a game,
But ask yourself,
Are we gonna win,
Or lose
Take off your skin it never suited you,
Without a face you’ll be just fine,
People they might not remember you,
We’re speeding up the job of time
Are we doing something wrong again,
I don’t know,
Falling backwards chasing after them,
They won’t tell us so,
Slipping deeper to the background,
I won’t go,
I won’t lose it all
Why do you want to be alone,
It hurts my head to think what you could be
And in the end I know it’s just a game,
But ask yourself
People laughing that’s what it’s all about,
I can see them without a shadow of a doubt,
They don’t want me and that is alright,
I could die here happy or try put up a fight
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2. |
You'll Be a Woman Yet
04:48
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She sits by the windowsill basking in the light,
But something it’s not right,
Scrubbing at her legs and thighs part of her dies,
Inside
And she knows,
She can’t turn back time
One day she will wake up and she’ll turn around to see,
Something staring back at her and what else could it be?
The one thing that she’s waited for her number one desire
Have a feeling have a moment that will tear upon you heart,
You’ll be a woman yet,
Do something stupid something reckless that will tear this all apart,
You’ll be a woman yet
She hates herself she hates the world,
And there’s nothing she can do,
Not all music’s made for dancing,
Don’t have to dance to have a good time
But it always helps,
Oh you know
One day she will wake up and she’ll turn around to see,
Something staring back at her and what else could it be?
The one thing that she’s waited for her number one desire
Have a feeling have a moment that will tear upon you heart,
You’ll be a woman yet,
Do something stupid something reckless that will tear this all apart,
You’ll be a woman yet
Count yourself lucky,
If you know just what it is
There are dogs without masters,
But no fire without a fuel
Have a feeling have a moment that will tear upon you heart,
You’ll be a woman yet,
Do something stupid something reckless that will tear this all apart,
You’ll be a woman yet
Have a feeling have a moment that will tear upon you heart,
You’ll be a woman yet,
Do something stupid something reckless that will tear this all apart,
You’ll be a woman yet
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Could’ve let me know,
Way before the show,
I’m the one you left behind and oh I know it’s all in kindness,
Again
Could’ve lost everything,
Could’ve lost it all,
Could’ve lost everything,
Could’ve lost it all
And now you’re there sittin’ front of me,
Talking about how we used to be
Didn’t speak a word,
Afraid you’d hurt yourself,
Would you kindly pass the knife and I will cut the ties that bound you,
To me
Could’ve lost everything,
Could’ve lost it all,
Could’ve lost everything,
Could’ve lost it all
And now you’re there sittin’ front of me,
Talking about how we used to be
Could’ve lost everything,
Could’ve lost it all,
Could’ve lost everything,
Could’ve lost it all
And now you’re there sittin’ front of me,
Talking about how we used to be
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4. |
St Monica
04:11
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Do you want to go to a party that,
I heard about last night,
Your friends are gonna be there and so will mine,
It’s gonna be fine
You could dress me up you can dress me down,
I don’t really care,
I’m just passing through like a stick in a river
I don’t wanna be here forever,
But I don’t wanna be there,
And until I can make my mind up,
I’m afraid that I just don’t care
You could capture me and drown me in,
All of your tears,
Or you could comfort me and tell all,
All of your fears,
Send me all the thoughts that would rot your head,
I’ll chew em’ up,
And I’ll spit them out no they won’t hurt nobody
I don’t wanna be here forever,
But I don’t wanna be there,
And until I can make my mind up,
I’m afraid that I just don’t care
Ooo,
St Monica,
Ooo,
St Monica,
If you just say go then babe we’ll go,
To that house out in the sun
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Conor Heafey Glasgow, UK
Conor Heafey is a Glasgow based singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and producer. As a self producing artist Conor's music is eclectic yet coherent from lush indie rock arrangements to sparse alt folk.
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