Dessa - CHIME - 02.23.18

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Paper Tiger, Lazerbeak, and Andy Thompson
Cello by Dan Lawonn
Violin by Josh Misner

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/good-grief-single/id1298832658
Bandcamp: https://dessa.bandcamp.com/album/good-grief-single
Spotify: http://spoti.fi/2yWCpJF
Amazon: http://amzn.to/2llKF0A

GOOD GRIEF

Chorus
They say there’s good grief
But how can you tell it from the bad
Maybe it’s only in the fact
Good grief’s the one that’s in your past.

Verse 1
I got snow in my pockets
went down again head first 
laced drill bits to my pointe shoes 
pirouette through the hardwood to paydirt. 
Night falls, day breaks; time 
has a funny kind of violence and I’m 
tryna keep in mind 
it can’t leave you the way it finds you.
Good grief:
I’ve heard people say it,
what a phrase, what a state to be in
but I don’t know where they go to get get 
that feeling.
Good grief
and my knees stay clean not much for praying
I do my own stunts and my own saving 
but there’s something amiss 
something I been missing maybe maybe.

Chorus

Verse 2
This time my best wasn’t good enough
well, fuck, usually it is
and the air got a little rough
took off the fuselage, an engine, and both wings
but I’m willing to work for this
just show me where to dig
and I’m ready to hurt for this
I know exactly what this is—
Good grief
I want that good grief 
the one that heals me
that leaves me clarified by fire 
when I’m burned clean
tempered by light and heat 
ah, by the dead of morning
I’ll be better for it 
and then fortified I’ll rise.
Bust the hydrant, let it spray champagne
Wings are broken but I feel no pain
It’s real today, I know this feeling, let it rain. 

Chorus

Secrets don’t like to be kept 
all mine jumped over the fence
I guess I should be upset, 
but I’m in my nightgown on the lawn 
thinking, better that they’re gone 
I’ve been afraid of this so long 
it’s a relief when it goes wrong.

Cause I’m here now, and asking 
melt me down, recast me
burn me clean
like glass from 
sandy ground.
X2

Chorus

Good Grief

Dessa "Good Grief"

new DESSA 
album CHIME
in stores 2.23.18
pre-order: http://smarturl.it/DessaChime

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Andy Thompson
Additional production by Lazerbeak

LYRICS

I’ve been Wendy
living with the Lost Boys
youth spent as a deckhand on the convoy
moved every night to prove we were something
got confused if it was from or to that we were running. 
I've seen Gibraltar
I’ve seen the Taj Mahal
Soweto, Hagia Sophia 
Chefchaouen paints their walls blue
I’ve played to full rooms
I’ve played the fool too 
burning through the bottoms of a pair of new boots
Cut my hair
tape my tits down 
A woman on her own must be from out of town
funny, you don’t know the concessions that you’re making until you catalog em
and by then they’re many and you’re battle-hardened. 
Heat makes liquid of the asphalt 
keepsakes and parking tickets on the dashboard 
I'm here to file my report as the vixen of the wolf pack; 
tell Patient Zero, he can have his rib back. 

Chorus
You can count my ribs
Wanna know what class I’m in—
Count my,
You can count my ribs. 

You can’t be too broke to break
as a woman
Always something left to take 
so you shouldn't  
try to stay too late or talk to strangers
look too long, go too far out of range cause
angels can’t watch everybody all the time
stay close, hems low, safe inside;
that formula works if you can live it 
but it works by putting half the world off limits. 

Chorus

We don’t say, Go out and be brave
nah, we say Be careful, stay safe 
in any given instance, that don't hurt
but it sinks in like stilettos in soft earth,
like the big win is a day without an incident 
I beg to differ with it
I think a woman’s worth
I think that she deserves 
a better line of work 
than motherfucking vigilance.
Don’t give me vigilance
by definition 
you can’t make a difference 
if the big ambition 
is simply standing sentry to your innocence  
that’s not a way to live 
that can’t be what a woman is
that gives her nothing to aspire to.
What that is—
what that is
is just a life of running fire drills. 

We’re runnin fire drills.

Chime

Fire Drills

Dessa "Fire Drills"

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Chance Lewis, Lazerbeak, Andy Thompson, and Dessa

Dessa - CHIME - 02.23.18

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