haunt me {lyrics}

verse 1:
it’s been a while since we talked
i think was your birthday
i know i made you laugh a lot 
but there was only so much we can say

pre-chorus:
i could have loved you forever
even with the odds against us
and it would have been better
than any honeyed day in august

chorus:
i can’t listen to killer queen
i can’t look at the fields of weeds
your curls are tangled up in everything
you’re alive but you haunt me

verse 2:
you’re the boy with a pentagram on his wrist
and a smirk on your lips
i’m a witch looking for a sign who’s never been good with goodbyes

(pre-chorus)
(chorus)

bridge:
i’ve always thought what’s meant to be will be
but something’s got in between
the twin flame is dwindling, still it burns me
maybe in another life you will see me

chorus:
i can’t listen to Killer Queen (cus i hear your favourite part)
i can’t look at the fields of weeds (i still remember the green in your hair)
your curls are tangled up around me
you’re all i see x 2
you’re alive but you haunt me

haunt me.demo

lyrics:

verse 1: 
i like to think you felt it too
that rumbling in the ground
as all the dead turned to look in their graves

verse 2: 
turned to look at us
as we reached for each other
across those grassy plains

pre-chorus:
i am a tree and you are a poet
these things rarely work
and why would this be any different?

chorus:
now you are gone
but i’m still here
i always understand
why someone would want to leave me
but aren’t i the tree with those branches capable of detecting, and catching?

verse 3:
we didn’t even say goodbye
all i got was a like
now i don’t know what to do with my hands

verse 4:
and did you know what i meant
when i said that my porch light 
would be on for you forever?

pre chorus:
i am the sun and you are a king
blinded by the crown over your eyes

chorus:
now you are gone
but i’m still here
i’ll always understand
that you wanna be the highest
but can’t i be there too?
i’ll lift you up with my branches

bridge:
and if i am a tree
then i’d be a willow
because i am always 
weeping and reaching

outro-chorus:
now you are gone
and i’m still here
i hope you understand
after every word that was spoken
i may not have been your muse
but at least i would have loved you

totosog.demo

esoteric

tbhr (lyrics)

smell the coffee
smell the lawn
we’re sitting above the dawn

you got your band tee
and i got a job selling pears and blueberries
to a kingdom by the sea

the wind chimes of summer
jangling like the keys
in your hand, in your hand
sing me to sleep, Adrianne
Omelas got her winner
blue hydrangeas 
in my hand, as we swam
cross the pond conversation

there’s a poem on my tennis skirt
secrets of the universe
between the pleats

i’d plant a plum tree 
in the garden for you
cuppin’ the hidden river 
sip the swan blue
dragonfly crown
caught on film
as we drown
in Cocteau whims
blue hydrangea
are you returning
returning to me? 

white mustangs
warm intangible 
honey stings
mountains tumble
moon never beams
without blue hydrangea dreams
in her sepulchre there
by the sounding sea

the blue hydrangea's return

enchanted (first dance)

i write in my journal 
like it’s somebody else’s to read
watching everything i do
performing for someone else to see

through his eyes
through my eyes
through his eyes 
through mine

cus i’m a real cool girl
nobody else gets me
the only drugs i do
are nostalgia and melancholy
liberal arts witch with lobotomy chic
i’m esoteric with a capital E

tell me girlfriend 
what’s your favourite hobby?
mine is turning men into stags
because they dared to gaze upon me

through their eyes
through my eyes
through his eyes
through mine

cus i’m a real cool girl
nobody else gets me
the only drugs i do
are nostalgia and melancholy
liberal arts witch with lobotomy chic
i’m esoteric with a capital E

none of these days i’ve felt alive 
(if i must be)
through afternoon sun is how i wish to be perceived

cus i’m a real cool girl
nobody else gets me
the only drugs i’ll probably ever do are Latin and Greek
female insanity’s never looked so chic
i’m esoteric
i’m esoteric
i’m esoteric
i’m esoteric
i’m esoteric with a capital E

Esoteric (with a capital E)

driving home from the game
we lost again
i don’t even care

avenues of white houses
in the evening
now blue in glare

swing sets or cigarettes
our sneakers never change

riding with my star
in his car
dodging repentance
we listen to noisy CDs by quiet boys
makes our ribcages glow transparent

and i’m no american teenager
but lord knows i tried
and i’m no american teenager
but water towers reflect in my eyes

Midwest (demo)

at the drive ins again
double feature projected on my back
a swan so white, a swan so black
duality will surely be the death of me 

all are welcome in the pursuit of perfection
it’s empty like a church on sunday evening

make my life sweet like cherry pie
i’m full on holy lies
cult leader, fear feeder
i know hunger, now i see the light

i’m so lonely when i’m with you
the road is quiet, lined with fruit
trees offering a bargain i will eat
and give up over and over

all are welcome on the route to perfection
it’s empty like the ballroom of my mind

make my life sweet like cherry pie
i’m full on holy lies
cult leader, fear feeder
i know hunger, now i see the light

honey, save me 

make my life sweet like cherry pie
i’m full on holy lies
cult leader, fear feeder
i know hunger, now i see the light


but i don’t want it
(save me)
i don’t want it
(save me)
yeah i don’t want it
(save me)
i don’t want it

Cherry pie [demo]

Mothman / Gonegirl [demo 2]

American Coffee (unfinished demo)

looking at pictures of my old room
the stars on the ceiling
through the window, la lune
all of my shoes sat neatly in a line
like the trees in the woods i’d call home most the time

october’s been better than august
keep hoping that i’ll learn something after all this

cus this party’s ok but it would have been better if i stayed home
this dream promised more than it gave
but i’m so far away

i found a lane, autumn-lined with a bridge at the end
dangled legs over the water
i greeted the rail like an old friend

october’s been better than august
keep hoping that i’ll learn something after all this

cus this party’s ok but it would have been better if i stayed home
this dream promised more than it gave
but i’m so far away
why am i here?
why am i here?

no, i’m not ok but i wouldn’t have been better if i stayed home
nostalgia glows with decay
a memory fades like hope

Homesick

at the drive ins again
double feature projected on my back
a swan so white, a swan so black
duality will surely be the death of me 

all are welcome in the pursuit of perfection
it’s as empty as a church on sunday evening

make my life sweet like cherry pie
i’m full on holy lies
cult leader, fear feeder
i know hunger, now i see the light

i’m so lonely when i’m with you
the road is quiet, lined with fruit
trees offering a bargain i will eat
and give up over and over

all are welcome on the route to perfection
it’s as empty as the ballroom of my mind

make my life sweet like cherry pie
i’m full on holy lies
cult leader, fear feeder
i know hunger, now i see the light

honey, save me 
honey, save me
honey, save me
honey, save me
(please save me)

make my life sweet like cherry pie
i’m full on holy lies
cult leader, fear feeder
i know hunger, now i’ve seen the light

but i don’t want it
(save me)
i don’t want it
(save me)
yeah i don’t want it
(save me)
no i don’t want it

Cherry Pie

Mothman / Gonegirl (ft. September)

deer

Enchanted

nothing much happens around here
i like to take pictures of it
on my digital camera
for the sake of nostalgia, or whatever

they closed down the IGA and hailed a Family Dollar in its place
next they’ll be coming for the video store
not that folks go round there anymore

Dream Video Soft
i scuff the starry carpet just enough
to mark my name on it
the American Dream’s a dying breed
at least the football team has still got faith
what’s that word mean, anyway?

i found religion at Casey’s
but i put it back cus i found something cheaper
you’re smoking out down by the chainlink
i’ll take a drag
i’m just bored of never doing as i’m told
it’s getting old

Dream Video Soft
i scuff the starry carpet just enough
to mark my name on it
the American Dream’s a dying breed
at least the football team has still got faith
what’s that word mean, anyway?

midnight Waffle House run
swear i saw that waiter online with a gun
kids in bloody sneakers via livestream
smell the syrupy goodness of a classroom liberated
i mean, it’s something to do
it’s something to do
it’s something to do
it’s something to do
it’s something to do
it’s something to do
it’s something to do
it’s something to do

Dream Video Soft
i scuff the starry carpet just enough
to mark my name on it
the American Dream’s a dying breed
at least the football team has still got faith
what’s that word mean, anyway?

Dream Video Soft

driving home from the game
we lost again
i don’t even care
avenues of white houses in the evening
now blue in glare

swingsets or cigarettes 
our sneakers never change

riding with my star in his car
dodging repentance
we listen to noisy CDs by quiet boys
makes our ribcages glow transparent

and i’m no american teenager
but lord knows i tried
and i’m no American Teenager
but water towers reflect in my eyes

Midwest

kinda esoteric .*•
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