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What did I expect from you
Salvation, redemption, validation?
I'm so sorry that I lied
And kept who I really was inside
All those nights wondering
Why you didn't battle the miles between us
I guess you can't make a sinking boat float
Sometimes I wonder how we'd be now that we're older
Maybe this time you'd be sure
I fantasize off of faded rusty memories
No images anymore
The only way I know it happened
Is because my mind has the certainty it did
Years of repetition, retelling, thinking of Madrid
I wouldn't recognize you in the street if I saw you pass by
And neither would you, we'd just walk on by
It's the strangers we are today
Sometimes I wonder how we'd be now that we're older
Maybe this time you'd be sure
I fantasize off of faded rusty memories
No images anymore
Yet I still have dreams in which
The surprise of seeing you shocks me back to reality
I guess that's how it works
The degradation of memory
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...And Mean It
03:31
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I'll have a drag of your cigarette
Reminisce about the onset
Habits we overdo with each other
Unnoticed routines of lovers
We sway away to Submarine
Thinking how it could've been
If you weren't taken by her
Blame our actions on the blur
The truth is I went there knowing this would be
And I think that you too would agree
We've always foreseen the chaos it brings
Perpetually aware of the fever's sting
I want to take you by the hand
Screw everything that's planned
Let's go skinny-dipping
And from this glass keep sipping
Grip me tighter in the dark
Let's go where we always park
Forget about her for a minute
Kiss me hard and mean it
The timing's all wrong now
Yet we repeat ourselves anyhow
We try to put the pieces together
Driving drunk in bad weather
The intensity of your desire
Matches so well with my fire
If I could backtrack to that night
Maybe we'd be doing this right
The truth is I went there knowing this would be
And I think that you too would agree
We've always foreseen the chaos it brings
Perpetually aware of the fever's sting
I want to take you by the hand
Screw everything that's planned
Let's go skinny-dipping
And from this glass keep sipping
Grip me tighter in the dark
Let's go where we always park
Forget about her for a minute
Kiss me hard and mean it
'Cause I want to take you by the hand
Screw everything that's planned
Let's go skinny-dipping
From this glass keep sipping
Grip me tighter in the dark
Let's go where we always park
Forget about her for a minute
Kiss me hard and mean it
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I Don't Owe You Shit
03:07
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I thought it'd be best to sit and smile
Figured I should agree and not say a word
I know you think my ideas aren't worthwhile
You'd rather I be seen not heard
You've got the greenest mind
Yet such elaborate manipulation
You think everyone's a threat
Such wild imagination
Why you would think I owe you anything
Is a mystery to me
I don't owe you shit
But you come back again and again
Looking to have your little fix
Searching for victims to blame
Looking for people to carry your crosses
I guess that's what it's like to have no shame
You're too proud to have losses
Why you would think I owe you anything
Is a mystery to me
I don't owe you shit
But you come back again and again
Looking to have your little fix
Why you would think I owe you anything
Is a mystery to me
I don't owe you shit
But you come back again and again
Looking to have your little fix
Why you would think I owe you anything
Is a mystery to me
I don't owe you shit
But you come back again and again
Looking to have your little fix
Why you would think I owe you anything
Is a mystery to me
I don't owe you shit
But you come back again and again
Looking to have your little fix
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4. |
It's (Not) Too Late
04:08
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The dark rings around like tar
And I'm always trapped before I go too far
Knowing that your scent is fading
And the last faint hint of your presence's wasting
So I trace the outline of where you were
Strategizing moves so as not to stir
The fragile built-up image of you
But I'm finding it hard to see this through
Maybe it's not too late
Maybe I can wriggle out of this one
Maybe it's part of a bigger fate
But perhaps it's really all done
Maybe it's not too late
Maybe I can wriggle out of this one
Maybe it's part of a bigger fate
But perhaps it's really all done
The stars have come out tonight
Because they think they've got a chance of bumping into you
But they shouldn't have wasted their time
Their probabilities are bleak as their surrounding blue
I join them in their run to greet you
But the concrete slams hard against my feet
And I realize this feat
Is unattainable
Maybe it's not too late
Maybe I can wriggle out of this one
Maybe it's part of a bigger fate
But perhaps it's really all done
Maybe it's not too late
Maybe I can wriggle out of this one
Maybe it's part of a bigger fate
But perhaps it's really all done
I'll lie under the fireflies I so blindly followed
And wait for the answer as I catch my breath
Pray that the ground won't envelop me completely
Maybe you'll hear
Maybe you'll reappear
Maybe it's not too late
Maybe I can wriggle out of this one
Maybe it's part of a bigger fate
But perhaps it's really all done
Maybe it's not too late
Maybe I can wriggle out of this one
Maybe it's part of a bigger fate
But perhaps it's really all done
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Paula Luna London, UK
Paula Luna is a Chilean singer living in London. She’s recently gone solo after various stints as lead singer with
successful bands, doing international tours across Latin America and the US, performing at renowned festivals such as SXSW, and appearing on acclaimed press outlets such as MTV, VICE and Rolling Stone.
Her debut EP, “False Hopes & Expectations” was released in the summer of 2020.
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