Juice

“No One”

If I were a man
	A stand I might make
		Resolved
	Murder my kind no longer

But I’m just an unsensible
	Expendable thing
		Render my life like a number

So it goes

Tender little child
Plucked by a wile
	Who loves you
	More than they?

Sweet little child
Fit for a vial
	Who wants you?
	None they say
	Not even they
	No one

If I were a man
	A stand I might make
		Resolved
	Murder my kind no longer

But I’m just an unsensible
	Expendable thing
		Render my life like a number

So it goes

Tender little child
Crushed by a plier
	Who hurt you...
		More than they?




Poor little child
Unreconciled
	Who made you?
		None dare say

Frail little child—
	Meek and mild
		Who will answer for you?
			None they say

Doomed little child—
	Conceived and defiled
		Who will save you?
			None they say
			None can say
				No one?
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Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

No One

Avoiding The Birds (2001)

I Am Not The Market

Music and lyrics: Cornelis Gerard
Guitars: Cornelis Gerard
Bass: Sean De Souza
Drums: Leo Mollon
Trumpet: Brant Tilds
Recorded, mixed and mastered at Strawport Studio, Vilnius, Lithuania

Lyrics:

You show me pictures of everything I missed out on
Every day you tell me that next time I should come along
Although it's tempting to drop everything
I'm barely getting by, running on empty

I'm clocking in then zoning out
Same shit different day
Trapped on a roundabout
Oh I have big plans, but you have to understand
Every night when I get home
I sink into the sofa like it's quicksand

Oh I can't sit still, it's time for change
I've had my fill of this backwards place
I could start again where no one knows my name
I can't wait until I turn this page

I can see the future laid out in front of me
There's no escape if I stick to the same routine
When I look around I see the same old crowd
Same stories from their mouths and I know how they all end

I can face uncertainty and doubt but
What weighs on my mind
Is the fear of missing out
Although it isn't much
I could sell all my stuff
Not sure if it's enough
But it might get me halfway

I can't sit still, it's time for change
I've had my fill of this backwards place
I could start again where no one knows my name
I can't wait until I turn this page

Some friends say they know me
Say I'll be back soon
Tell me that I'm dreaming
That I won't see things through
With friends like these who needs enemies
Don't they want me to succeed
I know it won't be easy
There are no guarantees
I've come to one conclusion
It's harsh but it's true
If I want to move on up
I'll have to cut some people loose
Yeah

I can't sit still, it's time for change
I've had my fill of this backwards place
I could start again where no one knows my name
I can't wait until I turn this page

Yeah
I can't sit still, it's time for change
I've had my fill of this backwards place
I could start again where no one knows my name
I can't wait until I turn this page

Can't Sit Still

LYRICS
Do you feel safe 
when you turn off your light 
at night and lie in the dark 
without a spark of joy
Do you feel cold
The chill, my will
I’d kill to still this hunger
Shadows watch you from the wall
Close your eyes and I will fall
Into your thoughts and turn your dreams 
into your own worst fantasies
and I won’t stop until you scream
And become smaller than you’ve ever been

I’ll get you where I want you
There’s nowhere you can run to

I took a part of you
When I held you between these walls
You didn’t mind at all
Now I reach out from the distance
With tentacles twisting
Around your arms and legs and neck
And I’ll have you back
and you know it’s inevitable
I’m destiny calling

I’ll get you where I want you
There’s nowhere you can run to

The red door is waiting
It’s unlocked 
Yes the red door creaks open
For you to walk
inside

I’ll get you where I want you
There’s only one place you can run to
I’ll get you where I want you
You know it’s time to come home

CREDITS
Vocals, guitar, synths, beat, percussion, sound effects: Dora Lachaise
Piano and cimbalom: Jonni Slater

Mixed by Jonni Slater
Mastered by Nick Cooke
Produced by Dora Lachaise

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