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I've Got a Few Friends & I Wish They Were Mine

The Record Player Song

My Ugly - Cloudfodder

My Love is Sick

Lyrics:

I’m burning wick to fingertip with sage
from my shaky-shakin hands
Millie, what have you done to me,
my friend?

I’m tossin’ turnin’ in an open grave
coined-tongued with whatever I can save,
carrying hauntings of a brand-new age—
Millie, can’t you see I slide
planchettes with my wake?

Catch me walking with the ghosts again
Must be on that double dose, depends
Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands
In Michigan, the lakes all darken
Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens
Roots drag marsh over the floor, levelin’
Millie, can’t you stop them? You slow no omens
like exhaling, it never ends

I’m coughing up elderberry on the stage
like your sacrificial lamb
Millie, hypnotize pain away, I beg

I’m whisper-hissing notes on every slate
that I scribe and toss into the hungry waves
carrying itchings for a familiar ache
Millie, can’t you see I made a walking stick out of my stake?

Catch me walking with the ghosts again
Must be on that double dose, depends
Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands
In Michigan, the lakes all darken
Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens
Roots drag marsh over the floor, levelin’
Millie, can’t you stop them? You slow no omens
like exhaling, it never ends

Three redwing blackbirds outside my window
two fish heads at my door
What be this omen, I’ll never know
Millie, warm the kettle once more

Three redwing blackbirds outside my window
Two fish heads at my door
One kettle bubbling atop rusted stove but
Millie, warm the kettle once
Millie, warm the kettle once
Milly could you so please be 
a kind old dearie just for me
and warm the kettle’s tea once more?

Catch me walking with the ghosts again
Must be on that double dose, depends
Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands
In Michigan, the lakes all darken
Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens
Roots drag marsh over the floor, levelin’
Millie, can’t you stop them? You slow no omens
like exhaling, it never ends

Millie, Warm the Kettle


Lyrics:

I've thrown aside my worries
But the cares they bite me back
I'm taking twenty vitamins a day
For the iron I lack

I don't need food I don't need sleep
Don't tell me that I'm wrong
I don't know what I'm doing
But can you please just play along

My head is made of flowers
And my body made of steel
Cause I can't think
Can't hear can't feel

They say
A picture's worth a thousand words
But I disagree
I can't imagine anything
Cause I can't see

I won't break the ice though what else
Is there to do
Cause suffering in silence is better
Than suffering with you

So I jumped out with a parachute
But the ground caught me off guard
Karma for the rules I break
The ones I disregard

I can feel the tension rising
What fate is worse than this
Stuck between the ones I love
And the ones I miss

My head is made of shrubbery
And my body made of stone
Cause I can't for the life of me
Reap what I have sown

They say
A picture's worth a thousand words
But I disagree
I can't imagine anything
Cause I can't see

I won't break the ice though what else
Is there to do
Cause suffering in silence is better
Than suffering with you

I try to sink and never float
Cause my head is underwater
I'm here by choice by my own hand
I'm a lamb sent into slaughter

I'm aware of my own body
I can feel beneath my skin
I can wash away my insecurities
But can't wash away my sin

They say
A picture's worth a thousand words
But I disagree
I can't imagine anything
Cause I can't see

I won't break the ice though what else
Is there to do
Cause suffering in silence is better
Than suffering with you

suffering - Amélie Farren

My man is a stagnant water,
a mud-your-linen, cacklin’ bogland
Waded in his iris to my knees
I bathed in his mouth overnight
We drank moonbeams from oily skies
Come dawn, he begged me, “Please, love, never leave”

Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm,

I have hands for building altars,
Lips to pray to reckless gods
Yeah, I was made to be a devotee
His mangroves held me ‘till died
My body’s relic left behind
To fossilize beneath the willow trees

Hmm, hmm,
Hmm, Hmm,

Thrashing like Ophelia in my featherdown coat
Won’t someone teach me to love without it swallowing me whole
If to be loved is to be changed, I’m only worsenin’
Mosquito larvae in my ribs
He only loves me when I rot with him

I’m my father’s stubborn daughter
And I am no gentle lover
Only crown I wear is loyalty
My man is a stagnant water,
a mud-your-linen, cacklin’ bogland
And I’m forever stuck his bog body

Hmm, hmm,
Hmm, hmm

The Bog Bodies

The Bog Bodies (Dorm Demo)

Monster - Dodie

wish you were gay

IDK If I'm A Boy

LEMONS

Daisy the Great is a Brooklyn based band fronted by Kelley Nicole Dugan and Mina Walker. From their delicate, harmony-laden folk pop songs to their powerhouse indie rock ballads, Daisy the Great is recognized for their killer vocals and playful spirit. Daisy the Great’s debut LP “I’m Not Getting Any Taller” was released in January 2019.

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