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THE BENDS
Produced by Cecil Otter
Additional production by Lazerbeak
Vocal sample by Will Humphries, Guitar by Jake Hanson, Additional vocals by Joe Mabbott and Isaac Gale
(Dessa)
Leave when the snow melts / on the first clear night / River runs deep / walk against it / Walk til the Southern Cross peaks on the west edge / of the brine lake at the dredged end / Ruts in the mud, then gravel, then a paved one / left at the Amoco, right at the station / First train—wait / take the second headed east
/ window seat, pretty girl with the gold teeth / has a hotel key with your name on it / Stay on it til the train hits the border in the morning / Duck the conductor, leave through the back door / wait for my sign on the platform / Smoke on the skyline / welcome to Delphi / They’ll come with questions / answer what you can / everybody knows the new oracle’s at hand
(Hook)
Oh, there prolly ain’t another way / and I watch so amazed / and float through everyday / hoping I don’t float away / that I don’t float away
(Stef)
Cold world, no blanket / dark nights, no Batman, what up? / I keep a nail in the hand and a hammer on
the nightstand / locked in, no B plan / Keep the mouth shut, let em stay lost / radio up, radio off / Either
no guts or it’s so what / rather read up then trust my neck to the blood suck / Full moon, hand fulla silver bullets / high noon all day with these assholes / How soon is too soon to pull it when I doubt they count they paces at all / So fly took a bullet in the wax wing / so high but didn’t get the chance to melt / so tight how when he came down didn’t even look scared / just eased on back into the veldt
(Hook)
(Sims)
The woods are deep / yeah them woods are deep / I was drinking that cheap shit to fall asleep / and really solely to hold my feet / because these days I’ve been taking that heavy so lightly / that I might float away completely / in my psyche I’m the natural man in a Black Friday stampede / LED murder spree for cheap / and the video screams Worldstar War Z / I’m feeling dirty but feeling so good I just smile at the thieves / fold up a note in the breeze / I’ve got a few miles to go before I concede
(Hook)
(Cecil)
You got it wrong, but you got it made / a lot of weight but you gotta wait for a lot of aid though / and I’m not a maid or amazed by the raise in your payroll / ergo silence the offers / High-wire walkers, child actors / ain’t vying for your father figure fodder / Otter out, we outta town, you outta line you lil faulker / taut line from the dock to the Oscars
(Mike)
And I’m reading like a Rorschach / hiding lines in the pantomime, allegory in a smirk / Where my eyes won’t take you my moves do that work, a nonverbal creep / Where the O.G.s weep / slide, slip, test glide / Connect like catchin rec like R-E-S-P-I-R-ation from the Westside / Now it’s strong in the Midwest in my own nation
/ got a fam and we crewed up in sub-clans, no subjugation / with the wings and the chops, put the beans
in the pot / like the seeds to the crop, Doomtree No Kings cut the top / head em off at the neck, better off dead, dead em all / better them than you, right? / Forever type shit
(Hook)

DOOMTREE "The Bends"

Final single from Doomtree's 2011 sophomore album 'No Kings'

Doomtree "Team The Best Team"

Produced by Paper Tiger

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Bandcamp: http://sims.bandcamp.com

LYRICS
I heard they prey on weak / I heard they play for keeps / I feel em grabbing at my feet / I heard them say don't speak / I just hit another level / watch em try to pull me down / with the petty, with the heavy / put the devil in the crown / what can I say to you? / I’m too right brain for you / Twain my communique / you are what's in supreme / fuck boy starter pack / I’m Huck Finn, huck shit, Hassoi / living art in fact / I see deceit, I see em back stab / I’ve got no need for that / I’m sliding off like the god damn pizza rat / I’m out, I’m out, with that free that I just found / my sound and it bumps / look at what amounts from the jump / and I’m never coming down

I am living lawless thinking I won’t come down, come down / I am flying high now thinking I won’t come down, come down

all the doubters, they can shout from the towers  / I just laugh, I just stay up / what a way to waste your hours / I’m not wastin, I'm not wastin / boy I'm racing,  got no patience / I ain't stressing count my blessings / I go right into it / burn the brightest til It’s done  / right into the sun
more cognitive than dissonance / they call me Icarus /I am stretching my whole frame out / they’re readying their takedowns from safe ground / pulling all their blades out / cut me up, cut me up, what they really gonna take? / cuff me to the truth of failure ay that's okay / why you’re living like a stowaway, I go my own / far from perfect but let no person put a verdict on that, no way / cannot touch me, cannot touch me / I am beauty I am ugly / I am living art / play your part

More Than Ever

"Icarus"

Doomtree - Little Mercy

"Faded" by P.O.S off of Chill, dummy out now on Doomtree Records

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Chill, dummy

Faded

P.O.S - "Faded"

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Paper Tiger, Lazerbeak, and Andy Thompson
Cello by Dan Lawonn
Violin by Josh Misner

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/good-grief-single/id1298832658
Bandcamp: https://dessa.bandcamp.com/album/good-grief-single
Spotify: http://spoti.fi/2yWCpJF
Amazon: http://amzn.to/2llKF0A

GOOD GRIEF

Chorus
They say there’s good grief
But how can you tell it from the bad
Maybe it’s only in the fact
Good grief’s the one that’s in your past.

Verse 1
I got snow in my pockets
went down again head first 
laced drill bits to my pointe shoes 
pirouette through the hardwood to paydirt. 
Night falls, day breaks; time 
has a funny kind of violence and I’m 
tryna keep in mind 
it can’t leave you the way it finds you.
Good grief:
I’ve heard people say it,
what a phrase, what a state to be in
but I don’t know where they go to get get 
that feeling.
Good grief
and my knees stay clean not much for praying
I do my own stunts and my own saving 
but there’s something amiss 
something I been missing maybe maybe.

Chorus

Verse 2
This time my best wasn’t good enough
well, fuck, usually it is
and the air got a little rough
took off the fuselage, an engine, and both wings
but I’m willing to work for this
just show me where to dig
and I’m ready to hurt for this
I know exactly what this is—
Good grief
I want that good grief 
the one that heals me
that leaves me clarified by fire 
when I’m burned clean
tempered by light and heat 
ah, by the dead of morning
I’ll be better for it 
and then fortified I’ll rise.
Bust the hydrant, let it spray champagne
Wings are broken but I feel no pain
It’s real today, I know this feeling, let it rain. 

Chorus

Secrets don’t like to be kept 
all mine jumped over the fence
I guess I should be upset, 
but I’m in my nightgown on the lawn 
thinking, better that they’re gone 
I’ve been afraid of this so long 
it’s a relief when it goes wrong.

Cause I’m here now, and asking 
melt me down, recast me
burn me clean
like glass from 
sandy ground.
X2

Chorus

Good Grief

Dessa "Good Grief"

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Cecil Otter and Lazerbeak
Additional production by Andy Thompson

Chime

Shrimp

Dessa "Shrimp"

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Dessa
Additional production by Lazerbeak and Andy Thompson

Jumprope

Dessa "Jumprope"

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Dessa, Lazerbeak, and Andy Thompson
Cello by Dan Lawonn
Violin by Andy Thompson

Velodrome

Dessa "Velodrome"

new DESSA 
album CHIME
in stores 2.23.18
pre-order: http://smarturl.it/DessaChime

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Andy Thompson
Additional production by Lazerbeak

LYRICS

I’ve been Wendy
living with the Lost Boys
youth spent as a deckhand on the convoy
moved every night to prove we were something
got confused if it was from or to that we were running. 
I've seen Gibraltar
I’ve seen the Taj Mahal
Soweto, Hagia Sophia 
Chefchaouen paints their walls blue
I’ve played to full rooms
I’ve played the fool too 
burning through the bottoms of a pair of new boots
Cut my hair
tape my tits down 
A woman on her own must be from out of town
funny, you don’t know the concessions that you’re making until you catalog em
and by then they’re many and you’re battle-hardened. 
Heat makes liquid of the asphalt 
keepsakes and parking tickets on the dashboard 
I'm here to file my report as the vixen of the wolf pack; 
tell Patient Zero, he can have his rib back. 

Chorus
You can count my ribs
Wanna know what class I’m in—
Count my,
You can count my ribs. 

You can’t be too broke to break
as a woman
Always something left to take 
so you shouldn't  
try to stay too late or talk to strangers
look too long, go too far out of range cause
angels can’t watch everybody all the time
stay close, hems low, safe inside;
that formula works if you can live it 
but it works by putting half the world off limits. 

Chorus

We don’t say, Go out and be brave
nah, we say Be careful, stay safe 
in any given instance, that don't hurt
but it sinks in like stilettos in soft earth,
like the big win is a day without an incident 
I beg to differ with it
I think a woman’s worth
I think that she deserves 
a better line of work 
than motherfucking vigilance.
Don’t give me vigilance
by definition 
you can’t make a difference 
if the big ambition 
is simply standing sentry to your innocence  
that’s not a way to live 
that can’t be what a woman is
that gives her nothing to aspire to.
What that is—
what that is
is just a life of running fire drills. 

We’re runnin fire drills.

Fire Drills

Dessa "Fire Drills"

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Chance Lewis, Lazerbeak, Andy Thompson, and Dessa

5 out of 6

Dessa "5 out of 6"

Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Lazerbeak
Additional production by Andy Thompson

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