Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Trackside

LYRICS:

With her mango slices and lemonade 
She looks up as her brothers call her name from the pool
Catching up on seasons of 'Handmaid's'
Until her parents finish arguing in her room

Oh, I stare from over the white picket fence
And wonder if she hates it all as much as I do
It’s just her world that we're living in
At least until the world around her gets to her too

Like it did me cause we're no
Lightning in a bottle, let us loose (loose)
If there’s nirvana, where’s the proof
Lucky is what lucky does
So let's go try our luck in finding some for us too
It’s what we need, cause we're no
Lightning in a bottle, let us loose (loose)

With my mango White Claw tequila
I look down to keep my feet on the floor
Ice my eye in the backyard
And justify my actions from the evening before 

I meet my friends out 
As she stares from over her white picket fence
And wonders if I hate it all as much as I say
She asks from over the white picket fence
Hand still on my eye, I said "What gave it away?"

It’s not our fault that we're no
Lightning in a bottle, let us loose (loose)
If there’s nirvana, where’s the proof
Lucky is what lucky does
So let's go try our luck in finding some for us too
It’s what we need, cause we're no
Lightning in a bottle, let us loose (loose)
Lightning in a bottle, let us loose (loose)
Lightning in a bottle, let us loose

Lightning In A Bottle

Produced by: Trackside, Eric Zayne
Written by: Rook Monroe

LYRICS:

Color coated
Rainbows of party favors
Just took off, I'll see you later 
Unless I'm still goin’
Not empathetic 
Sure I've tried and still don't get it
Right now I feel like I do
But who wouldn't, on the moon

Sun bathing, I
See the reflection of Earth in your eyes
It's not, like in the movies at all
No surprise
And we, yes I said ‘we’
I get beside myself, sometimes
It's like a work of art

Petals of rose filled fields and orchards
Forbidden fruits that we indulge in
Told me hold out my tongue, and I swear
It put heaven into focus
Playing all our heart's chords
I've never heard a song quite like this one, it's new
I'll have to tell our kids
How I did drugs for (you, you)
I did drugs for (you, you)
How I did drugs for you

Color coated
Rainbows through prism lasers
Can't find my phone, I'll get it later
Because I'm still goin’
Peanut butter bucket seats in this ’65
That used to be her dad's pride and joy
What would he think about these windows
Fogged this close to the Hollywood sign

Stargazing, I
See the reflection of Mars in your eyes
I wonder if, it's alright to leave
Our physical forms down here, like this
And we, yes I said ‘we’
But I'm not beside myself this time
You'll be my work of art

Petals of rose filled fields and orchards
Forbidden fruits that we indulge in
Told me hold out my tongue and I swear
It put heaven into focus
Playing all our heart's chords
I've never heard a song quite like this one, it's new
I'll have to tell our kids
How I did drugs for (you, you)
I did drugs for (you, you)
I did drugs for you

I Did Drugs For You

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Trackside and Eric Zayne

LYRICS:

It’s not
That we didn’t do good
We just didn’t try
Too little’s too late
For us, so it’s not
That we were so different
To see things so differently
You wanted the same things I do
Just with a different me
Oh a different me
Oh a different me

Woman
Wants to be free, be free
From me, woman
You can’t see much from here
Can you, woman
Wants to be free, be free
From me, woman
Hard to be free, without me

Farewell
I’ve gone to the moon
To clear my head
Pretty up here, cause you can’t see
Your regrets
It’s not too late for you
What you’re envisioning
I had that vision
You just want to see it with a different me
Oh a different me
Oh a different me

Woman
Wants to be free, be free
From me, woman
You can’t see much from here
Can you, woman
Wants to be free, be free
From me, woman
Hard to be free, without me
Woman

Woman
Wants to be free, be free
From me, woman
You can’t see much from here
Can you, woman
Wants to be free, be free
From me, woman
Hard to be free, without me
Woman

Free Woman

i don't wanna be you.

Brrrt

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Trackside


LYRICS:

Sleeping in your bed 
While she’s wearing the t-shirt 
That she took from my dresser
I hear she’s glowing
Like before she had known you
Cause her friends have all said it to me

I had finally gotten over her once
But you know there’s no escaping the sun
And I kissed someone today
But I called her, her name
Cause I want what you’ve got

Jolie
Ooo
Jolie
Ooo
Jolie
Ooo
Jolie
Ooo

I want what you’ve got 
What you’ve got
Jolie
Ooo
I want what you’ve got
What you’ve got
Jolie
Ooo

Went on a walk
And saw you two at the market 
In the vinyl department
Buying records she seen in my collection
Wonder if she’s thinking about me
When she plays them and pays you no attention oh

I had finally gotten over her once
But you know theres no escaping the sun
And I kissed someone today
But I called her, her name
Cause I want what you’ve got

Jolie
Ooo
Jolie
Ooo
Jolie
Ooo
Jolie
Ooo

I want what you’ve got
What you’ve got
Jolie
Ooo
I want what you’ve got
What you’ve got
Jolie
Ooo

Jolie
Ooo
I want what you’ve got
What you’ve got
Jolie
Ooo

Jolie

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Trackside
Co-produced by: Rook Monroe

LYRICS:

I feel, woah I feel
Star-crossed sometimes 
I plead to them sometimes
Out here in the lawn

It’s human to feel
But I feel, I feel
I feel and it scares me
A product of society
What happened to teenage anxiety
And not feeling at all

Grenadine in a sunrise 
Five and it’s goodnight
But three is a good time

I'll paint a picture, here it goes
Warn you, I’m no Michelangelo
But even he had to start somewhere
Why not the unknown
A sky of pink and purple hues
Now that’s a sky that I can cry out to

Bike ride, bike riding
No flashlight at night
I got so lost
I should have turned on Dupont Drive
Instead I got mugged in the yard

Now I’m numb, I’m numb
Play dumb all I want
I miss feeling
I'll feel again if kills me 
Live or die oh I’ll feel it all, all

Grenadine in a sunrise 
Five and it’s goodnight
But three is a good time
Canteen tequila reservoir
Give me room and board, free
Check in, asked if I’m alright 
But I’m not okay to speak

I'll paint a picture, here it goes
Warn you, I’m no Michelangelo
But even he had to start somewhere
Why not the unknown
A sky of pink and purple hues
Now that’s a sky that I can cry out to

I'll paint a picture, here it goes
If only I were Michelangelo
But I guess that would be unfair
Cause all my work should be known

I paint with these hands
Pink and purple hues

Pink and Purple

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Trackside
Co-produced by: Rook Monroe

LYRICS:

Lips as soft as satin sheets 
Acts as chloroform 
Nostalgic is your type of scene, and Coachella is your score
You met me right near center stage
Bon Iver performed
Something about the way you dance on molly I adore

You love who you love
Don’t you
You love who you love

White sun, for your cold heart honey
Cause its so dark honey, where we come from
Not sweet, but my mouth still waters
Cause it tastes like honey, when you’re in love

Always were a Zeppelin fan, then Greta came along
Switched to Peaceful Army when I’d play one of my songs
Oh, if every other girl is always asking me to sing
Why is it you think of them so differently than me
But

You love who you love
Don’t you
You love who you love

White sun, for your cold heart honey
Cause its so dark honey, where we come from
Not sweet, but my mouth still waters
Cause it tastes like honey, when you’re in love

White sun, for your cold heart honey
Cause its so dark honey, where we come from

White sun, for your cold heart honey
Cause its so dark honey, where we come from
Not sweet, but my mouth still waters
Cause it tastes like honey, when you’re in love

White sun, for your cold heart honey
Cause its so dark honey, where we come from
Not sweet, but my mouth still waters
Cause it tastes like honey, when you’re in love

Californialand

Honey

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Brendan O'Brien
Additional Production by: Trackside

LYRICS:

I’m a rolling stone
So I’ve got to be free
Say goodbye to my children
Before I leave again
Time is not forgiving
For people like me 
Oh, when people like me want love

My child I know that you'll be fine 
Don’t cry go wipe the tears from your eyes
Just wait
You'll be a rolling stone too
And you'll understand me some day

I’m a rolling stone
So I’ve got to be free
Say goodbye to my children
Before I leave again
Time is not forgiving
For people like me
Oh when people like me want love

My child, tell me that you'll be fine
I cry, and you wipe the tears from my eyes
Don’t hate me
I’m a rolling stone
I hope you understand me some day

I’m a rolling stone
So I’ve got to be free
Say goodbye to my children
Before I leave again
Time is not forgiving
For people like me
Oh when people like me want love

Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
You’ll me understand me someday

I’m a rolling stone
So I’ve got to be free
Say goodbye to my children
Before I leave again
Time is not forgiving
For people like me
Oh when people like me want love

Say Goodbye To My Children

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Patrick Collier, Trackside, Rook Monroe

LYRICS:

Hard to open my eyes this morning
Today I’m not in the mood
For performing
Nicotine in the air, I’m trying to quit
Relay that message to my stresses
They ignore me

I have a fifth of off-brand whiskey
But someone must’ve drank it
There’s none left for me
Just an empty bottle where I fell
I fell asleep

I fell, I fell in too deep
When I do I think, of you while I’m asleep
Yea I fell, I fell in, in too deep
Yea, I close my eyes and see you while I’m

Dreaming
Dreaming

Hard time checking my phone, it’s ringing
I hardly hear it while I’m dreaming
Keep your picture beside by my bedside
I’ll touch myself to it this evening
Laundry’s full but I found a sweatshirt
That’s stained with wine and intervention

Almost rang your doorbell
Then seen you both in your kitchen
I have a fifth of off-brand whiskey
But someone must’ve drank it
There’s none left for me
Just an empty bottle where I fell
I fell asleep

I fell, I fell in too deep
When I do I think, of you while I’m asleep
Yea I fell, I fell in, in too deep
Yea, I close my eyes and see you while I’m

Dreaming
Dreaming

Dreaming

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Rook Monroe and Trackside

LYRICS:

Dandelions
Come meet me in the sky
I’m somewhere in the blue
And I packed light
How about you

Oh dandelions
Some say that heaven’s near
If they’re talking bout the living
Let’s get close enough to hear

If we dance around the wind
And let it take us where it blows
We'll get where we need to get 
Yes we'll get where we need to go
I’m just trying to figure out 
Cause in end who really knows
In the end who really knows

Steps to paradise
We're almost there this time
If you’re too good to try
Then I'll be sure to tell you what it’s like

Dandelions
We met here in the blue
Don’t leave me here mid flight
I’m no good at goodbyes

Oh dandelions
In your viridescent fields 
Do you wonder what you miss
And if there’s more to life than this

If we dance around the wind
And let it take us where it blows
We'll get where we need to get
Yes we'll get where we need to go
I’m just trying to figure out
Cause in end who really knows
In the end who really knows

Steps to paradise
We're almost there this time
If you’re too good to try
Then I'll be sure to tell you what it’s like

Steps to paradise
We're almost there this time
If you’re too good to try
Then I'll be sure to tell you what it’s like

Oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Dandelion

Written by: Rook Monroe
Produced by: Trackside
Co-produced by: Rook Monroe
Additional guitar by: Jake Peterson

LYRICS:

One, two
One, two, three

Paurotis on the loose in Palm Beach, darling
Once this canteen’s gone, then so am I
I brought one Def Leppard shirt
Along with my favorite velvet pants
With nothing to my name
Except for this ticket in my hand

I’m going to bury all my lies
In California sands
One more mile to Californialand

La da da
La da da da da
La da da
La da da, oh
La da da 
La da da 
La da da da 

Hotel California
Maybe I can finally get some sleep
I was gonna call, she didn’t know
There’s so much she don’t know about me

I pat the grass she lay in, morning dew
And before we knew the
Sun had gone to sleep
Morning to the moon, sweet darling
Pockets aren’t too deep on this velvet suit

Woke up way too soon
I dreamt of Nevada shotgun weddings
But I heard dreams don’t die in Californialand

La da da
La da da da da
La da da
La da da, oh
La da da 
La da da 
La da da da 

La da da
La da da da da
La da da
La da da, oh
La da da 
La da da 
La da da da 
La da da da

Rook Monroe

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