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Capsized
03:16
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Capsized
Find a space between the lies
And if you want to try
Go ahead and wait in line
Man-sized
Like the space between your thighs
And I thank to God you’re mine
Hope that there’s still time
Impregnate the worst of your first dates
And his T-shirt says it all
Family agrees
Capsized
‘Case he spreads your heart out wide
And he makes you want to cry
As he kisses both your eyes
It’s against what you’ve been told
But you want it more
And more
Oh you want it more
What you’ve been told
You only want it more
And more
Oh you want it more
And more
And more
Run now embarrassed and ashamed
And I can see your games
See how they’re really lame
Grass grows greener ever clear
And I think I can still feel
(Think I can still feel)
Mushrooms in little cracks and crevices
Everything in time
(Everything in time)
Take time to figure out what’s mine
And I thank to God it’s fine
Even though we don’t align
It’s against what you’ve been told
But you want it more
And more
Oh you want it more
What you’ve been told
You only want it more
And more
Oh you want it more
What you’ve been told
Only want it more
And more
Oh you want it more
What you’ve been told
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2. |
Unsatisfied
03:55
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Sometimes I feel unreachable
But if you break me I might fall
Sometimes I’m good yes I can walk
Sometimes I just need to crawl
So push me up against the wall
And if you touch me I might die
It feels so good to be locked up inside
Just leaves me so unsatisfied
I think too much yeah I go blind
Look out for something that wasn’t there to find
Oh don’t you want to press rewind
I guess I wasn’t worth your time
And if you touch me I might die
It feels so good to be locked up inside
Just leaves me so unsatisfied
It leaves me so unsatisfied
So please suppress your appetite
The boy will only make you cry
Oh please just let me pay the price
And screw me good
‘Cause it’s not nice
And if you touch me I might die
It feels so good to be locked up inside
Just leaves me so unsatisfied
It leaves me so unsatisfied
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3. |
Time
03:37
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The door is heavy and the words have lungs
Breathe out the bitter half
Can’t change where you come from
I close my eyes and I’m a thousand shining pieces
I catch my breath and you’re still gone
Now you’ve taken off your coat
I can’t shrug it off anymore
We grow up we bloom and choke
Don’t keep it all to yourself
You, I could give you all my time
You, you could have me
We could try
You, I could give you all my time
All my time
You disarm me with the words you say
I don’t have to learn the games people play
Is it too late now, to speak the truth?
And if I’ve frozen, can I still bloom?
Now you’ve taken off your coat
I can’t shrug it off anymore
We grow up we bloom and choke
Don’t keep it all to yourself
You, I could give you all my time
You, you could have me
We could try
You, I could give you all my time
All my time
And I don’t know what I can’t tell you
because every time I loved it fell through
and with you I go the distance
with you I know what isn’t
worth pretending and I feel it
how you know that I need it
All my time
Give you all of my time
Give you all of my time
I’d give you all of my time
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4. |
Be There
04:32
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Father 'comes a holy ghost and everyone gets quiet
Don't you think you know the most
Maybe I should hold your hand
Ooh
Ooh
I will be there
When the door breaks
I will be there
When the sun fades
I don't think you understand
I don't think you understand
Here
Here
Don't try to
Don't try to change
Don't try to change
Don't try to change
Just tell me where it hurts and how it happened
Just tell me where you are and what you've done
Ooh
Ooh
I will be there
When the door breaks
I will be there
When the sun fades
I don't think you understand
I don't think you understand
I will be there
I will be there
I will be there
When the door breaks
I will be there
When the sun fades
I don't think you understand
I don't think you understand
You may come to understand
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Silka Weil Montreal, Québec
Silka Weil’s folksy, pop-rock sound draws inspiration from vintage pop and contemporary artists, with a particular affection
for late ’90s women such as Alanis Morissette, PJ Harvey, and Dido.
A native Montrealer, she has performed around Canada in Banff, Kingston, and Montreal, and abroad in Newcastle upon Tyne, England.
Her debut EP was produced by Jean-Sebastien Brault-Labbé.
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