guys this is my very first ever real life song
and it is also up on my bandcamp which is CRAZY

https://1hundredyears.bandcamp.com/album/rehab-song

check it out to dl here pl0x

rehab song (won) (we are all going to die someday)

this was literally recorded in an hour and completely out of the blue
i surprised myself when i did those riffs twice in a row
i almost ruined the recording by nearly swearing

Yankee Bayonet (the decemberists cover)

you came into my kingdom
and you threw away the key
your face seems like a stranger's
but you mean the world to me

forgive my indiscretions
my pleasure was your pain
but you're my only savior
and if i leave, you know i'll run right back again

keep your hand in mine
suicide burns more the second time

With me and my devotion
And how you may persuade
Though time can stop the fire
The scorch marks never fade
Our sorrow tells a story
it's written in our shame
so hold me close and suffer
i only hurt you when there's no one else to blame 

keep your hand in mine
suicide burns more the second time

Oh, if i could breathe through all the loss
Say goodbye to who i was
Oh, you've always been my faithful friend
And i want to live again,
But all the same

Keep your hand in mine
suicide burns twice as bright the second time


Scorch Marks

working on a new cover track while getting some things straightened out for my EP~~~

new real life stuff coming soon

Hotel In Brixton Cover (WIP)

this is a song i wrote for my friend who is across the sea right now and i miss her a lot

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since you left, 
it's been so hard to figure myself out
and since you've left,
i've cast a steady doubt upon myself

the bandages of words
too few and far between to stitch my body up
and words will fail
to bridge the tidal waves that stand between us

for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you 

we wore us out
you fit me perfectly, and i fit you
under the stars
i dug myself a deep, deep grave, too

i tried hard
to stem the bleeding, but i cut too far
cut my hair, 
and other things to stay alive when you depart

for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you 

it's been a while
and i don't claim to know much more
but i do hope
you'll come home happy and unfragmented and whole

for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you 

for the last time we stumbled into grace
i found it hard to ignore the thunder in your face
weather changes as the weather is wont to do
i don't want to, i don't want to anchor you 


Anchors

This is a song I wrote for my best friend and I love her very much. 

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start it off simple, sandwiches and shell-shocked greetings
progress to secret swapping, staring at the ceiling
haunting thresholds, hallowed, haunted memories
holding our breaths since the first day we learned how to breathe

ask me no questions
cause i've been telling so many lies
cross my fingers, cross my heart
telling you where i've been

you speak softly, still surrender
bury your face and your words in your sweater
thirty-three days spent searching and sequestered 
and none of it could have been, could have been better

ask me no questions
we've all got our crosses to bear
no one's ever thought to listen
tell me, where've you been?

you and i perform a palindromic pantomime
as we circumnavigate the words between the lines
and the rosebuds, the petals in our skin, will be just fine

ask us no questions
our lips are sealed and our tongues are tied
so they wonder,
where have we been?


Song For My Square Root (Demo)

Valentine (Fiona Apple Cover)

some people said to me
"hey hannah you should record casimir pulaski day"
well now that i no longer sob violently every time i hear this song

here it is

Casimir Pulaski Day (Sufjan Stevens Cover)

Trying something a little different.

When I can't play (damn these fake nails) I write. Enjoy? This isn't a poem about any person other than myself.

cautioncrow-old

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