~~lyrics~~

The best is what you get
And what you sell yourself for
All the partying and undermining yourself
The string lights in your room are not so bright
As the ones that you keep inside my head

And who’d have thought that I’d be the one
To watch you from a distance destroying every bit of your existence
I’m the cinders to your ashes

I got fooled with I.O.U’s
And mandatory self loathing
And I’m not sorry
That you’re not alone

The best is what you get
Or what you sell yourself for
All the sulking alone in my bed
I’ll hang tight in my room as if
I don’t have a clue about the world
And play it cool inside my bubble

Nauseous dearest baby
Do you have the time
Beckon to the wind
And I’ll push you away

I bet you’re
I bet you’re
I bet you’re
I bet you’re

I.O.U

cold hands 
slow dancing on the surface of my skin
trying to figure out where to begin
are you looking for a home or just the way out?

and you said
that you don't want another girl instead
that maybe things were getting to your head
that it's just an intermission
not the end

but baby it's too hard
to try to find your love in broken parts
hold my breath and try to let it out
but i couldn't cry couldn't feel it
cry couldn't feel it

and you
took too long and now the curtain's drawn
empty seats and everyone is gone
and nobody is watching you

and i'm glad
that you don't want another girl instead
but it's finally all starting to make sense
it's not the intermission
it's the end

don't tell me you love me
don't tell me you want me back
it's too late to come back to me

don't tell me you love me
don't tell me you want me back
it's too late to come back to me

written, recorded + produced by bianca ocampo
2018

intermission (demo)

Stop looking in the mirror and start looking around.

MIRRORS

"Echo Chamber" is the working title to this piece that I wrote. It's not done, but maybe I won't ever finish it, so enjoy this version while I keep writing it out (but don't hold your breath with regards to its completion).

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