My Baby

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Produced by Lazerbeak and Andy Thompson

LYRICS
Don’t be shy
I already like you
Don’t care what you drive
I’m attracted to the IQ
Not my style to make the first move
Haven’t felt this type of way since maybe high school
Sealed with a kiss
Signed with an Epipen
You gotta tolerate some risk
If you wanna make a margin, wanna make a friend 
We could live a little larger
Split the dividends
 
Wheels up
Let’s go
Already missed too much
To take this thing too slow
I already like you
There’s no sure bet
You just ride, ride, ride roulette
And I like you
I already like you
 
It feels right
Because it’s true
Don’t have to try when
I’m with you
You’re not the type to bend a rule
But I’m your bullet
And the proof
 
This city can feel like a little town
Think a marathon’s on, way they’re running all their mouths
But let em talk,
Let em wear their selves out
My book stays open
I know ‘cause I wrote it
Fucked up the trust fall
Caught a concussion
Run it off, that ain’t nothing
But the cost
The cost of doing business  
And I can take a hit with the big kids
Back up off me and count your own fingers
 
Wheels up
Let’s go
I could be your bullet and the proof
Bullet and the proof
I already
I already like you

Bury the Lede

I Already Like You

Lyrics and Vocals by Dessa
Additional vocals by Ben Burwell
Produced by ICETEP, Andy Thompson, and Lazerbeak
Bass by Ian Allison

LYRICS
Summer on the subway
whole city sweatin on the platform 
And the 4 would go to my place
but there’s bodies pressed against the train doors
I’ll wait til the next one comes—
been wearing that phrase out
It’s hard to meet someone
to unmeet the last one somehow
 
Oh, there’s your face in the crowd again
I see you all over town
It’s like there must be a dozen of you
But just one me and lately she’s breaking down 

Oreos and bourbon
I rent a movie and I watch it in bed 
That’s a B+ Thursday
and the past stays asleep in my head
But then the camera pulls back 
A sea of people out in the park 
I press pause, and I hear myself laugh
I lean in and I’m shot through the—
 
Hook

Oh, there’s your face in the crowd again
I see you all over town
It’s like there must be a dozen of you
Oh, I guess I’ll see you around 

I guess I’ll see you around

There’s your face in the crowd again
I see you all over town
It’s like there must be a dozen of you
but only one me and she’s freaking out

Hook

Twelve to One

Lyrics and Vocals by Dessa
Produced by Lazerbeak and Andy Thompson

LYRICS
I ran away young 
with a kite and a water gun 
looking for a fight
pretty quick to find some 
Hair tucked up in a Lakers cap
flip the lucky in a soft pack
smoked it last 
Walking down the yellow line
g’head write your traffic ticket
I thought I was hard as fuck  
I thought I was on a mission
Jump cut to the present day 
still got the same sharp tongue
same long face 

Pride 
is my problem
I know that’s right
but that don’t solve it

I don’t like favors
I don’t like debts I can’t repay
I don’t like making
anything less than my own way
What if I’m not ready

What if I’m not ready
for all that I’ve been waiting for
Hold it all against me 
push me through the only doorway
I’ve been here too long by now
and that’s how time runs out 

On the phone with a friend
says worry where you're going don’t worry where you’ve been
Sounds like he’s reaching out a hand 
are you reaching back to him
Maybe you’re too attached to your freedom
truth is you don’t let anybody in cuz you don’t like em leaving 

My pride 
is my problem
I know that’s right
but that don’t solve it

Hook

My battle cry 
just one last time
My signal fire 
this life of mine

My pride
is my problem
My battle cry
I don’t like favors 
I don’t like debts I can’t repay 
My signal fire
I don’t like making anything less than my own way
For all that I’ve been waiting for
What if I’m not ready

What If I'm Not Ready

Lyrics and Vocals by Dessa
Produced by Michael Piroli, Andy Thompson, and Lazerbeak
Pipa by Gao Hong

LYRICS
The razor’s free
but they get you on the blades it’s
basically 
on a know-to-need it basis 
Who’s gonna who’s gonna go and get it 
I’m on the road already 

Beijing 
to Bombay 
to Boise
Signal gets lost in the noise we
tune in but tap out before too long

Chatter on the intercom 
who’s gonna go and get it 
Someone else’s job
I’m on the road already 
But I keep the radio on 

The long wave
the last stations calling
The long wave
goes the way of all things 

Starve the guard dog and see what hunger does
it’s easy when we’re well fed to talk of love 
Panic bought a weighted blanket
now can’t get up to change the channels
lost cabin pressure in the living room 
What we wanted so bad, now we have it
still end up with parts not on the package 
just tryna put a new joint in solid bone 

Pull over 
read by 
the dome light
Shoulder 
to sleep on 
til sunrise 
But I listen in the whole night
scanning for a voice I know 

Rearview shows a cloud of dust 
a ghost arisen 
Windshield don’t show much
but I know something’s hidden 
so I spin the dial real slow 

On these straightaways
lonely steeplechase
only me to race home 
and I know it 
Day then night then day 
loop these interstates
More goodbyes than hellos 
I just go with   

Hook

Twelve to One

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