Lyrics:

Head going south, you want to come with me
Got thoughts so loud, but you ain't trying to fix me
Show you my worst, like I want you to panic
Trying to prove love hurts to a hopeless romantic

Cause I keep tripping on your daydreams
You reach out to save me
Cynical - "you're faking"
Your hands are steady, mine are shaking
Think I want to shut down
Think I want to say now
Think that nothing lasts 
How could it be, but maybe I'm just -

Use to being used 
Use to being a fool
But looking at you now
Think I use to be you
You pull my heart loose
It feels like you knew
That I've been running from the truth
I used to be, use to be you

Brushing your sweet words off like they've been cursed 
Saying, someone's gotta lose when you put someone else first
But baby, I just keep letting more cracks show
Falling back on you instead of my shadows 

Cause I keep tripping on your daydreams
You reach out to save me
Cynical - "you're faking"
Your hands are steady, mine are shaking
Think I want to shut down
Think I want to say now
Think that nothing lasts 
How could it be, but maybe I'm just -

Use to being used 
Use to being a fool
But looking at you now
Think I use to be you
You pull my heart loose
It feels like you knew
That I've been running from the truth
I used to be, use to be you

So come find me, come find me, yeah
I've been hiding from you, my bad
And the past it ain't just the past 
I've been hiding, I want it back

Use to being used 
Use to being a fool
But looking at you now
Think I use to be you
You pull my heart loose
It feels like you knew
That I've been running from the truth
I used to be, use to be you

Used To Be You

Co-written with Margaret Phillips & Jesse Samler

Forgiveness

ARTWORK BY LUCY GRISWOLD
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PROPHET

Time Bomb

Lyrics:

Lost souls arrived home getting drunk,
Talking straight - out of my parents' cabinet,
The hell we'd raise on holidays
We're back at it

No longer know just what we want
Besides a break from decisions
All we know is we had it good 
Hanging as kids in this kitchen

Picked up some more bad habits since the last time
We unpacked our baggage
A drag on the cul-de-sac
Might be another dead end
But this one's meant to happen

Left a small town, we found
Big problems
Stumble back around
Late autumn 
Leaves on the ground
Friends found at rock bottom
Another round, slowing down 
What we ain't stopping
Laughing at the days we couldn't wait
To pack up all our bags and drive away
Cause since then I've gone a little insane
It's nice to be with you on the same page

For now, we're okay under the stars
Falling from grace in my front yard
No sleep 'til we hot box your car
Play all the songs in our cold hearts

Picked up some more bad habits since the last time
We unpacked our baggage 
Straight whiskey in our glasses
Yeah, we know where to crash when our whole world is crashing

Left a small town, we found
Big problems
Stumble back around
Late autumn 
Leaves on the ground
Friends found at rock bottom
Another round, slowing down 
What we ain't stopping
Laughing at the days we couldn't wait
To pack up all our bags and drive away
Cause since then I've gone a little insane
It's nice to be with you on the same page

Caught in the headlights
What am I doing with my life?
Feel the dreams pass by like the wind through the pines
Caught in the headlights
What are we doing with our lives?
Different cities, same lies
Bring us back every time

Left a small town, we found
Big problems
Stumble back around
Late autumn 
Leaves on the ground
Friends found at rock bottom
Another round, slowing down 
What we ain't stopping
Laughing at the days we couldn't wait
To pack up all our bags and drive away
Cause since then I've gone a little insane
It's nice to be with you on the same page

SAME PAGE

USER (feat. Meghann Fahy)

Lyrics:


I’m heading your way, to meet up at your friend’s place
Sun’s shining down lighting up the possibilities
Traffic’s heavy like my mind that’s running wild searching for signs 
About you and me, and what could or couldn’t be

	But I gotta keep my eyes on the road
	And look what’s ahead of me, or else I’ll never know, 
	I gotta keep my eyes on the road
	I can’t look back, just gotta get where I’m going

Day fades in to night, just like a movie, but real life
In the back yard our hands touch under the table, I hold tight
We go back to your place, your kiss makes up for words you didn’t say
It’s all I believe, our destination’s all I see

	And I gotta keep my eyes on that road
	And look what’s ahead of me, cause I just want to know
	I gotta keep my my eyes on the road
	I can’t look back just wanna get where we’re going

I wake up high, as I drive home i’m on fire
Cause all I’ve ever wanted I found last night
So I pick up my phone, to tell you what you need to know
you say I’m just a friend
and my dream falls far behind in the distance
And I watch it go

	But I gotta keep my eyes on the road
	And look what’s ahead of me, Or else I’ll never know
	I gotta keep my eyes on the road
	I can’t look back, just gotta get where I’m going

Eyes On The Road

I used to think I was a wizard
Behind my closet walls, thought I could have it all
Could never grow up to be a quitter
Could never be 28 working a job I hate

I used to think I was a wizard
Dressed up in my room to fight demons and save the night
While my mom was calling me for dinner
Was making up crazy things like no one was listening

I lost the plot when I learned I'm lost
Covered up my truth, let the money talk
I lost the plot when I learned I'm lost
In a world more fucked up than I thought

I can't believe I believed in magic
But it's kind of nice to open my eyes
See all the la la la la lies, yeah
Oh I can't believe I believed in magic
But it's kind of nice to open my eyes
See all the la la la la lies, yeah

No no my heart never tells me to think twice
Keep jumpin' in, jumpin' in it
Kissing my youth and innocence goodbye
Every turn, my head is spinning

20 years dumb, looking for a love
In the city of angels, I was tryna find the right one
Fun 41, he was on the run
Could light up a hollow heart like songs about staying young

I lost the plot, then I'm at his loft
Said he needed me...to get him off
Next day, he's off on a plane to Austin where he's got some options
Then I thought

I can't believe I believed in magic
But it's kind of nice to open my eyes
See all the la la la la lies, yeah
Oh I can't believe I believed in magic
But it's kind of nice to open my eyes
See all the la la la la lies

And just like that, Saturn returns
I should know better
What have I learned? Deserve the best
Expect the worst, then act surprised when I get hurt
Tryna put the ho in hopeless romantic
Heart eyes lit like bridges I burn in a panic
Say I wanna change, I'm full of it
Back on my Carrie Bradshaw bullshit

I can't believe I believed in magic
But it's kind of nice to open my eyes
See all the la la la la lies, yeah
Oh I can't believe I believed in magic
But it's kind of nice to open my eyes
See all the la la la la lies, yeah

Oh I can't believe I believed in magic
But it's kind of nice to open my eyes
See all the la la la la lies, yeah

CARRIE BRADSHAW (Saturn's Return)

Written by Sammy Plotkin, Paul Reese, Stephen Rivera

Getting By

Connor Mcelwaine / Sammy Plotkin / Wes Singerman

High Over Ü

Connor McElwain / Sammy Plotkin / Nick Zini

2 CENTS - WAINE X Sammy Plotkin

dead inside

Should've been a lawyer

Songwriter at Defend Music -  https://open.spotify.com/artist/2Sp1VHQ8bdHhoNTKbrljyM

Twitter - www.twitter.com/sammyplotkin
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Bio by Jacob Moeller -

Sammy Plotkin’s first introduction to music came in the womb, when his mother attended a Billy Joel concert while eight months pregnant with him, sparking what has since grown into a burning passion for brutally honest lyrics and emotionally driven ballads. Raised by music-loving parents to the eclectic tunes of Joel, Pat Metheny, Etta James, and Sting, Plotkin was exposed from an early age to a wide variety of musical influences, resulting in a hard-to-place sound that is part pop, part indie, and part soul. Though one thing remains constant: it’s all Plotkin. 
Born in Springfield, Massachusetts on May 11th, 1992 into a musical family, Plotkin wasted little time in his pursuit of music, taking his first singing lessons at age six. Two years later he was forced out of his comfort zone and onto the stage when his hyper-supportive parents managed to convince a director to let him sing a solo with the Dan Kane Singers at Symphony Hall in Springfield. Introverted by nature, Plotkin quickly identified music as the most natural form of expression available to him and dove headfirst into piano lessons and poetry. At 12, he met and began learning from piano teacher James Argiro, whom he credits with helping bridge his music and lyrics together to create his first complete songs. After submitting these songs to several local competitions, Plotkin caught the eye of Nashville music producer Cliff Downs. With the young musician balancing high school back home with trips to Nashville throughout, the two worked together on what would become Plotkin’s first album, Underground, which he released at the age of 14. 
After graduating high school, Plotkin enrolled at Belmont University in Nashville and began studying songwriting and music business. In 2012, he was awarded the ASCAP Songwriter Scholarship for a song he wrote with future pop star Meghan Trainor entitled “One Broken Heart Away.” Belmont’s proximity to Music Row allowed the budding musician to participate in internships with various music-publishing companies, the last of which, with Disney Music Group, brought him to Los Angeles for the first time, where he fell in love with the city’s diverse artistic landscape. After returning to Nashville to finish school, he packed up his Sterling Audio microphone, duet interface, and the laptop he used to record and transplanted to Los Angeles to pursue a full-time career in music.
The singer/songwriter and producer has kept busy since arriving in the city of angels, signing a publishing deal with Defend Music, a division of Kobalt Music Group, as well as collaborating with American Idol finalist Dalton Rapattoni, U.K. rapper Scrufizzer, and international recording artist Claydee. In 2016, Plotkin won first place in Adult Contemporary Music at the International Songwriting Competition for “Halfway Out Of Love,” a song he wrote with friend and American Idol finalist Rayvon Owen. The same year, he also released an EP titled Words Don’t Mean Much In This Town. Plotkin is currently at work on his next EP and is excited to continue building an honest and meaningful relationship with his audience while he explores himself through his music. “There’s always a chance I can truly connect with someone,” he says, “If I can make someone feel understood, then I feel understood.”

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