(V1) Dive into the ocean
Swim amongst the whales
As the ghost follows you
you become pale
you become the feed
grip into its teeth
ponder your defeat as you
plunge into the deep
(Ch)
we don't swim in similar circles
destined to be (2x)
where we stand no it isn't perfect
destined to be (2x)
rolling under pressure love
we're destined to be
 we don't swim in similar circles
destined to be, destined to be one
(V2)
swimming in your blue sheets
a diver in your deep sea
Please don’t try to wake me baby
your body is my dream
turn the lights on up
burn me from above
the pain is what I love because
your love is my drug
listen to the clocks (x4)
(Ch)
we don't swim in similar circles
destined to be (2x)
where we stand no it isn't perfect
destined to be (2x)
rolling under pressure love
we're destined to be
 we don't swim in similar circles
destined to be, destined to be one
(Ex)
Oh oh ooh oh oh (x4)
Oh oh ooh oh, Oh oh ooh oh ho (x2)

Circles

Composed & performed by Jordan Sandidge, this is a live take from the 3/14/18 debut performance of The New Black Eastside Songbook. Curated by Scott Woods for Streetlight Guild and supported by the Johnstone Fund for New Music, this show took place at the Short North Stage in Columbus, Ohio.
Recorded by Tyrone Russell through Sweet Pie Media. Photo: Barbara Fant

Jordan Sandidge - Rahsaan Rollin' In The Dirt

Written by: Jack Doran
Produced by: Glenn Davis & Jack Doran
Guitar: Stephen Kainec, Glenn Davis
Keyboard + Vocals: Jack Doran
Backing Vocals: Maddy Ciampa

I've got bad habits, I've got bad habits, I've got it bad.

Baby don't stop at one thought a day
Living different styles, 11 different ways
Every damn door, every damn door, 
Every damn minute is a castaway
And every old sign is a wormhole

I've got bad habits, I've got bad habits, I've got it bad.

Feed me to the dogs or shield me from the flames
Every old star is a million miles away
If all these lyrics don't add up to anything as proclaimed
Every damn line is a lump sum.

So baby don't stay and live off the praise
Leave me downtown and get away
Let me sit still on the landmine until you turn into a taillight.
And baby don't stop, baby don't stop, 
Baby don't stop 'til you have to hit the brakes, 
Cause every old soul is an art form
Carving its mold on a dark horse.

I've got bad habits, I've got bad habits, I've got it bad....

Bad Habits

The Turbos’ high-octane, adrenaline fueled heroics have taken them from newcomers to fan favorites in the growing Columbus, Ohio rock scene. Combining shredding guitar virtuosity with soaring, anthemic vocals, co-frontmen Alex D. and Lucas Esterline never fail to impress. With the multi-talented Cameron Reck on bass, and new addition Jahrie punishing the skins like a man possessed, the Turbos are poised to spark a revolution for a new generation of rockers.

Circles

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