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Mostly Ocean
04:06
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Since we are mostly ocean
I was hoping that you'd be open
to me
Since we are mostly ocean
salt and water, thin skin holding on
I don't feel like holding on
Since we are mostly ocean
salt and water, thin skin holding on
I know that we'll survive the storm
What are we but grains of sand
in this endless sea,
slipping out of your hands
and you fold them like a fist
you blow them like a kiss
but it's still the time that takes its
toll into the sea
me as, Can you see me as?
Can you see me as?
mostly ocean
salt and water, thin skin holding on
Since we are mostly ocean
I was hoping that you'd be open
to me
Since we are mostly ocean
You know that, I know that and we know that
You know that, and I know that and we know that
Only the polyester will last
but this love isn't made of that
lover, don't be mad
when you see me as I am
Only the plastic packages last
but lover that's not what you have
lover, don't be mad
when you see me as I am
I am, I am, I am.
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2. |
Cities
02:41
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Cities on the backs of camels,
when will our thirst be quenched?
Towers on the backs of morning light
And they're higher and higher, higher and hired
Houses on the backs of houses kissing hills,
I eat them all but I don't really get my fill, I still have this chill
As we get interstellar, that's one hell of a gravity, weighing in on me
Cities on the backs of beautiful birds,
Can they take me back to the earth?
Towers on the backs of rumours that you heard
And they're worth and they're worth and they're worth much more
As we get interstellar,
that's one hell of a gravity,
weighing in on me
A still mind wants for nothing,
I'm not still and your still not satisfied
We make our beds in these lines,
Craving sun in fluorescent lights
I know, and I feel and I fear and I think that there might be
Cities on the backs of beautiful birds,
There is nothing that you heard and nothing that you can
Towers on the backs of rumours that you heard
And they're worth and they're worth and they're worth much more
As we get interstellar, that's one hell of a gravity, weighing in on me
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3. |
Mandarins
03:17
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With lips like Christmas mandarins
I guess that love is a gift you give
that changes
When I taste that golden juice its proof
but I'm not giving into God yet, not like you do
Skin like thick things you think
Peach and porcelain
I guess that love is a gift you give that fazes and unfazes
Though are minds are trained and wise
Oh our hearts are fickle and sly
I would never tell another lover what to steal
I could never tell another thief what to preach
With those lips like Christmas mandarins
I'm still busy sucking on them
I guess that love is a gift that you give
With lips like Christmas mandarins
I'm still busy sucking on them
I guess that love is a gift you give
that changes
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4. |
The Bitterness
04:09
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Tell me again the story
That bites your lips
And leaves your tongue raw and salted
so insulted still wanting more
Tell me again the story that holds your throat and
let's you choke on words you heard
10,000 times as they turn to lies and gather
May the bitterness make your story rich,
may you taste coffee and chocolate
when you're talking shit
may you taste coffee and chocolate
when you're talking shit
May the bitterness make your story rich,
may you taste coffee and chocolate
when you're talking shit
may you taste coffee and chocolate
when you're talking shit
may you taste coffee and chocolate
when you dream of them
the sun comes up to laugh at us,
because we are bad alchemists
making love from sins, making love from sins
May the bitterness make your story rich,
may you taste coffee and chocolate
when you're talking shit
I taste coffee and chocolate when I let it sting
Only coffee and chocolate when it finally ends
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5. |
Powdered Sugar
02:53
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I know you taste another, when you kiss my lips
I know you taste another, when you grind my hips
Into flour to make communion bread,
take the body drink the blood
Just like the father said.
I know you taste another, when you kiss my lips
I know you taste another, when you grind my hips
Into powdered sugar to make a cake to celebrate our love
Even though it's not enough
You know we're worth it you know that's true
and she'll wear off you like a cheap perfume
Because I taste another, when you kiss my lips
I taste another, when you grind my hips
Into powdered sugar to make a cake to celebrate our love
Even though it's not enough
You know we're worth it you know that's true
and she'll wear off me like a cheap perfume
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6. |
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I walk with two feet, two hands, two eyes
I have two heads, two hearts, two minds
But I feel alright,
I feel alright, I feel alright
There are two parts, two scenes two lines
I speak three words, I should decline
But I feel alright,
I feel alright, I feel alright
Kimmortal:
Right, right
I want two lines,
Limbs that reach the stars,
Shines
By the way
I admire your mind
Tires on dry, oh sure
Alright we sigh
Indulgence and layers of time
Two folds crease lines,
Don’t have forever
I feel just fine to heal
Don’t want to cry
Colour wheel of all my feels
I feel alright
To cry colour wheels of all my feels
I feel all.
But I feel alright,
I feel alright,
I don’t need to fight
I feel alright
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graftician Vancouver, British Columbia
Graftician is an experimental art-pop project fronted by Roxanne Nesbitt. Graftician's sound is
a dream like blend
drum machine samples, and field recorded textures, woven into pop
melodies. The songs draw from a wide range of influences, including jazz, electronic, and
experimental music, all unified by Nesbitt’s soulful voice and provocative lyrics.
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