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Mitski - Because Dreaming Costs Money My Dear

Sunflower

Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl

Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl (From "I Saw the TV Glow")

Puberty 2

Crack Baby

Bury Me At Makeout Creek

First Love/Late Spring

A Burning Hill

I Don't Smoke

Francis Forever

Strawberry Blond - Mitski

Immunity out on August 2nd

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Lyrics:
Every second counts,
I don’t want to talk to you anymore
All these little games
you can call me by the name I gave you yesterday

Every minute counts,
I don’t want to watch TV anymore
Can you figure me out?
Just doin this to waste more time on the couch

Can you see me I’m waiting for the right time
I can’t read you but if you want, the pleasure’s all mine
Can you see me using everything to hold back
I guess this could be worse
Walking out the door with your bags
x4

[Instrumental]

Pour your glass of wine
Mitchell told me I should be just fine
Cases under the bed
Spill it open let it rush to my head

I don’t want to be forward
I don’t want to cut corners
savor this with everything I have inside me
I’m not the type to run
I know that we’re having fun
But what’s the rush? Kissing and my cheeks are so flushed

Tell you how i felt
Sugar coated melting in your mouth
Pardon my emotions, I should probably keep it all to myself
Know you’d make fun of me
x4

Chorus

Bags

Immunity out on August 2nd

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Lyrics:
I think we could do it if we tried
If only to say, you're mine
Sofia know that you and I
Shouldn't feel like a crime

I think we could do it if we tried
If only to say, you're mine
Sofia know that you and I
Shouldn't feel like a crime

You know
I’ll do anything you ask me to
But oh my god
I think I’m in love with you

Standing here alone now
Think that we can drive around
I just want to say
How I love you with your hair down
Baby you don’t got to fight
I’ll be here til the end of time 
Wishing that you were mine
Pull you in, It's alright

I think we could do it if we tried
If only to say, you're mine
Sofia know that you and I
Shouldn't feel like a crime

Honey, 
I don't want it to fade
There’s things that I know
could get in the way 
But, I don't want to say goodbye
And I think that we 
Could do it if we tried

I think we could do it if we tried
If only to say, you're mine
Sofia know that you and I
Shouldn't feel like a crime

I think we could do it if we tried
I think we could do it if we tried
Sofia know that you and I
Shouldn't feel like a crime
Sofia know that you and I
Shouldn't feel like a crime

Sofia

Papa Cremp

Teenage Girl

Bag Of Bones - Mitski

hey guys if you're struggling, it's okay to ask for help

4 morant

i can't handle rejection

Sometimes, Mitski feels life would be easier without hope, or a soul, or love. But when she closes her eyes and thinks about what’s truly hers, what can’t be repossessed or demolished, she sees love. “The best thing I ever did in my life was to love people,” she says. “I wish I could leave behind all the love I have after I die, so I can shine all this goodness, all this good love that I’ve created onto other people.” She hopes her newest album, The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, will shine love long after she’s gone. That’s precisely how it feels: like a love that’s haunting the land.

“This is my most American album,” she says. The music feels like a profound act of witnessing this country, in all of its private sorrows and painful contradictions. Sonically Mitski’s most epic and wise album, the songs introduce wounds and then actively heal them. Here, love is time-traveling to bless our tender days, like light from a distant star.

It's full of the ache of the grown-up, seemingly mundane heartbreaks and joys that are often unsung but feel enormous. It’s a tiny epic. From the bottom of a glass, to a driveway slushy with memory and snow, to a freight train barreling through the Midwest, and all the way to the moon, it feels like everything and everyone is crying out in pain, arching towards love. Love is that inhospitable land, beckoning and then rejecting us. To love this place, this earth, this America, this body takes work. It might be impossible. The best things are.

First Love/Late Spring

Mitski

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