Blue Room - Chet Baker (Cover)

evelyn ruth, i think the moon of you and i love you forever. thanks for fighting all the monsters of mine off with me. i will love you until the day that i die. and to everyone else, please find someone who makes every day feel like a birthday party. that's what evelyn is. she's like one huge, beautiful birthday party. if we both disappear one day, don't worry and don't come looking for us. we're either in france or in a rocket on the way to the moon.
xox and my love forever

anyone else but you

a song about a lil jukebox in a big carton world...

written by me and produced by myself and John Hart
mixed and mastered by Josef Wehunt

juicebox - SVNNH

Caramell Dance

Lyrics: 
You, are something else. Pick up your phone to find a way home 'cause you live inside your mind, and that's fine
I have walked too far, leaving my tracks behind so i could find my way back in one straight line this time
  People follow you around, like they don't know both your eyes are pointing down, in the shade there's a barricade, too bad you're plastic and they feel the same. They feel the same 
  She cries to the moon, as if he's listening; not resisting the same sob story with a new ending
Pleads for his return, but he melts into her, and she'll never learn her lesson that's for sure. i wonder..

Melt

Lyrics: 
 Darling, i'm moving on I've heard that time is prolonged
in Loving You Avenue
 Come a little closer, try a little harder.. sooth
You cant rely on Luck, you can't get by on giving up
The feelings that suture to my mind, well i'm slowly losing them and at the same damn time with the light on
  My heart is fucking me, i hurt and i cant feel the beat
Glasses are empty: my mind is free, separate lovers like cheap wine and cocaine, but its ok

Luck

Lyrics:
And if it were just hoe you wanted, you'd be glued to his bones and his brain stem
But changing your image and attitude wont bring him back into your bedroom.
 Amputating as he's waiting, amputating.. 
He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible
 Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much, 'cause you're aiming to please way off target
And i'll tell you what you must already know
they’re amputating him too slow
 Amputating as he's waiting, amputating.. 
He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible

Amputations

Grip

Lyrics:
Why not wait to come clean? Ready, set, blank.
Don't give into 'stand up' man
Eyes that push you away
 
 Special grip aligns with rusting lips, wretched twist and onward
When it broke it sounded like this, sounded like this
Standing from the outside peering through your window 
it's ok it's ok
I didn't hear you clearly what did you say?

Luck

Offtherails