A disconnect, you know me best
Of anyone in this room
But I don't feel so close to 
You do something to me
But it's just a fever dream,
a trick of touching, talking in my sleep.

I overshare, you do your best to keep me there
But I'm hanging on the ceiling like a bat to watch my life
She wants to know how boys travel alone 
And their bodies don't invite some war like her's or mine.

I kiss you by the fireside as Sara waits for me inside
Her weep turns to a call
She's watching as the love-stains fall
to my collarbone, where I'm flushed and I'm stoned
And ashamed of everything 
For the secret Sara holds inside for me

I overshare, you do your best to keep me there
But what I means all watered down with 'I'm sorry' every time
She wants to know how boys travel alone
And their bodies don't invite some war like her's or mine.

Boys Travel Alone

Uptown

Recorded & produced by Jake Cheriff and Bernardo Ochoa
Mixed & mastered by Jake Cheriff
Cover art by Victoria Gunell

Lyrics:

Imogene looks pretty in my bed
Two dark braids and long pale legs
Green honey eyes, whispering please
Imogene why do you do this to me?

She won’t stop smoking cigarettes
She won’t stop kissing up and down my neck.
She pulls me in, says she likes how I smell
Asks if my boyfriend is well.

She moves in liquid sugar air
Takes off her dress while I’m waiting there
Her shadow curves like silver silk
As she says, “nothing’s more boring than
guilt”

Imogene we’re drunk on my floor
you’re my best friend and a little bit more
Chipped nails, bubble gum pink
a record plays in time with the drip from my sink

And she drags a finger to follow my spine
she gets lost on her way and i’m losing my mind
she has me too close and she has me too fast
Imogene, you know I need this to last

She moves in liquid sugar air
Takes off her dress while I’m waiting there
Her shadow curves like silver silk
As she says, “nothing’s more boring than
guilt”

We don’t do what we do for the boys,
we don't do what we do for the boys,
we don't do what we do for the boys.

Liquid Sugar

Melt

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Frank Ocean - Close To You (Cover Of A Cover Of A Cover Of A Cover)

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Lyric video :]

Tarot Cards demo version

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Tarot Cards (demo version)

Now I'll look both ways, so no one's afraid
Forgiveness ceremonies, so we're not ashamed
But I understand it now
When you said she tasted how
a mouth skids on the floor
and gets all twisted up in the second
the sting and the reckoning
with what you've done.

But over my dead body
Would I die in Midtown by a bank.
I used to find it funny
How we wait till there's blood
to make some change.
Oxy by the bed, my baby
cleans my head up
few months past coming clean.
Resolve to live by some new caution
But neither of us knows what that means

If I understand it now
One time the lights go out
'Cause you skid wrong on the floor
And to be all twisted up in the city
when it just takes a minute
to close the door

Over my dead body
Would I die in Midtown by a bank.
I used to find it funny
How we wait till there's blood
to make some change.
Oxy by the bed, my baby
cleans my head up
few months past coming clean.
Resolve to live by some new caution
But neither of us knows what that means

To think the lights go out at all,
To think the lights go out at all

Featuring: Sara Beck and Bernardo Ochoa on vocals, Bernardo Ochoa on guitar, Dan Hemerlein on bass, Matti Dunietz on drums. Big thanks to Sebastian Coloma for engineering and mixing, Alex Psaroudakis for mastering!

Midtown

One hour drive, that's all it was
Unkempt hotel and blister blood
A roadtrip joke, one final smoke-me-out
start wildfires in the glove compartment
Your apartment's just a part of what I meant
When I cried 'clean it out,
how do you live like this, my friend?'

Under the bridge I've got
A vision of your Calvin-H tattoo
A little water under Vyšehrad
Have I forgiven you
The time of day, what luck
To flip the suit of cups
It takes a few Tarot Cards
But I can finally stop hating your guts.

3 hour bus, two times a month
I couldn't walk, that's all it was
My little coward, don't write the song
I'm passing Boston 10 pages long
of spill over
I find your name on my lips every time
there's wine or mention 
of your attention and the sudden lack-there-of

Under the bridge I've got
A vision of your Calvin-H tattoo
A little water under Vyšehrad
Have I forgiven you
The time of day, what luck
To flip the suit of cups
It takes a few Tarot Cards
But I can finally stop hating your guts

Or maybe I still do,
maybe I still love you

Katie Glasgow

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