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The Love On High

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(Verse 1)
You slide in like static on the radio
Midnight perfume, dressed in vertigo
Eyes like crime scenes, lips a cigarette
I lit your fuse, but I’m the one who’s wrecked

(Pre-Chorus)
You said, “Love’s a game,” and I’m a bad sport
Always chasing hearts I can’t afford

(Chorus)
Velvet cigarettes and neon sins
You’re poison wrapped in silk and gin
I swear I saw heaven when you said my name
Now I’m coughing up stars in your hurricane
You taste like trouble, and I’m still addicted
Every kiss a crime, and I got convicted

(Verse 2)
We danced like secrets on the fire escape
Your laugh was louder than my big mistakes
I should’ve known from the start,
You play guitars like you play hearts

(Pre-Chorus)
Said “Don’t get close,” but pulled me in tight
I lost my head in your blacklight

(Chorus)
Velvet cigarettes and neon sins
You’re poison wrapped in silk and gin
I swear I saw heaven when you said my name
Now I’m coughing up stars in your hurricane
You taste like trouble, and I’m still addicted
Every kiss a crime, and I got convicted

(Bridge)
And now your ghost is in my speakers
Singing lies in perfect pitch
I tried to quit you cold,
But you're the needle and the itch

(Final Chorus)
Velvet cigarettes and neon sins
I’d light you up all over again
Even if it burns, I’ll take the flame
You're the bruise that feels like fame
You taste like trouble, and I’m still addicted
Love like yours should be restricted

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swim to the buoy

Олений Пенис

There’s a girl with hair like fire
Eyes like diamonds cuttin’ higher
Straight into my soul I swear
Leaves me standin’ lost out there
And I don’t even know her name

I don’t know if I’ll see her
Then she’s right before my eyes
I don’t know if I can reach her
If I cross that great divide
She’s a mystery, a flame
And I don’t even know her name

Every road just leads me near her
Every song I start to hear her
Like the whisper of the rain
She’s the joy and she’s the pain
Still I don’t even know her name

But she’s so beautiful
Like the moon in the night sky
Like the stars at the break of dawn
She’s the reason I keep holdin’ on

I don’t know if I’ll see her
Then she’s right before my eyes
I don’t know if I can reach her
If I cross that great divide
She’s a mystery, a flame
And I don’t even know her name

Now I’m standin’ here confessin’
Prayin’ love will call my claim
And maybe someday I’ll be blessin’
The moment that I learned her name

Crimson Tide

Girl on fire

This Time For Real

Heat welds gum to the sidewalk, lipstick smeared on chrome,
Marquee grins like bad teeth, silk legs on loan,
He sleeps in his car with a guitar and a rearview shrine,
Maps folded on dead ends and a tape deck coughing time.
Streetlight flickers like breath in a drowning lung,
Agent on the corner saying, Kid, you’re too young.
But the mirror shows every unpaid mile,
And the lines all rehearsed like a man on trial.

Headshots pinned like bugs under glass,
Smiles stapled to a future already past.

Welcome to Palm Row, where your name stains tar,
Gold melted down, pawned for a shot of fame.
Each star chaser, another canceled show
Knees split open in the promise glow —
Palm Row.

Cheap motel halo buzzing red and blue,
Perfume masking sweat and last night’s cue.
She paints her mouth like a wound on fire,
Says Hollywood don’t love, it just hires.
Sirens glow on streets slicked hard with sin,
Couple in the diner trading dimes for skin.
Burnt script ash on cracked tile floors,
Smoke slipping out through the back door.

Billboards mock like a final blow,
Looking down on the broken dreams below.

Welcome to Palm Row, where the night chews shine,
Silver screen lies on dotted lines.
Every heartbeat a debt you owe,
And the rent comes due down Palm Row.

Welcome to Palm Row, where angels learn to rust,
Sequins in the gutter, diamonds in dust.
You chase the light till your ribs go cold,
Left out of breath on Palm Row.


This Time For Real

Chet Faker

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