Name: Wander by Kevin Briody
Duration: 38 s
Description: now that I've downloaded exhale by output you can refer to me as kevin from the 1975. you may also just call me m83 if you want.

Lorde, is that you? Fame has really changed you...

now that I've downloaded exhale by output you can refer to me as kevin from the 1975. you may also just call me m83 if you want.

Wander

LYRICS:

You're going out late again.
And you say you've moved on, but you've caved in.
Who taught you that everything you have is holding someone's hand?
Your dad calls a hundred times, but you don't mind. 
He says he loves you when he's high.
You stay on the phone until he passes out for the night. 

You said, "I don't mind it, not anymore."

You're waking up alone
With someone who looks a lot like home,
But home, to you, was always keeping scores and counting up what you owe. 
So you sneak into another bed.
"I'll love you in the morning," he said.
But you woke up with blood on the sheets and a bullet in your chest. 

You said, "I don't mind it, not anymore."

Rachel's Song

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Worse

Written, performed, and recorded by Chloe Jacobson
Mixed by Zane Callister

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Hope You Stay

"Soak" live from Lawrence, KS.
twitter: @heartswithholes
facebook: https://www.facebook.com/heartswithholes/

LYRICS:

I think it's something in me.
I can only feel you till our tongues meet.
You fell asleep with a different face,
And I just soak in the mess we both made. 

When I tell you I love you, will you believe me?
When we're in your bed, will you forget that you love me?
Will you still love me?

Have you learned it yet -- how to forgive me without turning blood red?
Have you learned it yet -- how to hold my heart without strangling it?

When we're in your bed, will you forget that you love me?
Say that you love me.

Soak (Live Demo)

ep2 soon

produced by døves (dovescry.bandcamp.com)
art by reyn yeager (reynyeager.com)

pick me up and flip the car
i just want to die in your arms

we don't fuck with bottles at the bar
percocets & xanax on my card
and i'm in LBC with coldhart
GBC in east LA, come run up
i'm in los angeles
broken neck
heavy head
cigarettes
silhouettes
shivering
hold it in
half breaths
my eyes are red from all of this
and i think this is it
leg over the ledge

we shared smoke
you shared the words behind your lips
and i was alone
i wasn't anything at all
you're just tall bones
with your soft skin against my neck
and the tears on it
and the words that i left you with were my own
but my hands shake and my legs break
i swear that you don't ache like i ache
i swear that you can't hate like i hate
i know there's passion in the pain
i can't relate

envelop my scars like you broke down and held me
while i'm feigning addiction, all this time out in LA
like i swear that i'm trying
and i swear that you're helping
and i swear i'm a good man

døves

rory

This is what the inside of my head sounds like. I thank God for putting an artist in my life that has such a strong vision & passion for his work. I feel like we're growing by miles every time we collaborate. This is only the beginning. 

art: http://victoriageorge.co

@lymerrick-1
https://twitter.com/LyMerrickD
https://twitter.com/sleepwvlker

Wander

Kevin Briody

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