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Tug Of War
01:34
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[I see the rain again]
Feel the rain drops falling right on me
Follow them right down to the sea
Hear ravens call from the trees
Fly with them right up in the breeze
Really seems like both of these things
Wanna reach out their arms and grab me
When they do I get pulled so easy
Tug of war till I start to bleed
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Rollercoaster Rider
03:02
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I wonder 'bout the ways that i go about my life
It feels like a silly sine wave right between my eyes
Some days I wanna smile, some days I wanna die
I really wondered if I'd make it past 25, yeah
Welcome to the carnival, lets go for a ride
All the people 'round the town really like the pretty lights
But when they get inside its not quite the same sight
It'll have you throwin' up by the end of the night, yeah
Hands to the sky, feeling like a paraglider
Falling with no parachute, skydiver
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Hands to the sky, feeling like a paraglider
Falling with no parachute, skydiver
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Hands up! Everybody scream
Hold on to your hats, yeah, it can be a dream
We're right at the top, yeah watch the sun gleam
If you make it to the end I can buy ice cream
You got a taste, now you know that you like it
Gotta make sure that you're tall enough to ride it
Catch a loop de loop, get some vomit on your eyelids
Wipe it all off at the bottom of the crisis
Hands to the sky, feeling like a paraglider
Falling with no parachute, skydiver
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Hands to the sky, feeling like a paraglider
Falling with no parachute, skydiver
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
You're not the first and you won't be the last
So don't feel too special when the good times pass
You can have a good time, search the sky for a friend
Or you can be a sad girl with torn tickets at the end
You're not the first and you won't be the last
So don't feel too special when the good times pass
You can have a good time, search the sky for a friend
Or you can be a sad girl with torn tickets at the end
Hands to the sky, feeling like a paraglider
Falling with no parachute, skydiver
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Hands to the sky, feeling like a paraglider
Falling with no parachute, skydiver
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
Up and down like a roller coaster rider
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3. |
Thing For You
01:05
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I've got something that you should know
I've got a thing for you, but it never shows
Everyday I feel that cold wind blow
But I guess that's just the way it goes
I guess that's just the way it goes
I've got something that you should know
I've got a thing for you, but it never shows
Everyday I feel that cold wind blow
But I guess that's just the way it goes
I guess that's just the way it goes
I guess that's just the way it goes
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4. |
Indigo
01:14
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What does it really mean, to be me
Sometimes i think that i don't know
You turn to talk to me and I just freeze
Stick my head right in the snow
How much longer should this charade go
And how long has gone on
I don't know
Somethings you need to see to believe
But all i see is indigo
My bell is ringing i suppose
Maybe it's my time to go
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5. |
I Never Asked For It
02:46
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So this is how it is
Though, I never asked for it
All these ways that I have been
I've been told how to begin
Got my eyes back through my head
Thinking bout what has been said
Everything that i did
Ever since i was a kid
It didn't have to be like this
I had to wait for this lift
And keep me from going so thin
But where have they been
I've been wondering
If you really are my friend
From right now until the end
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Feel it curving
The ground underneath each step
Feet are hurting
I've found out the planet's depth
I keep walking
I'm on my track and then
It's so shocking
When I find I'm back again
Thirteen cycles
I'm tied down to the moon
Digits added
I wonder if I'll be there soon
I've been like it
The day since I left the womb
And I'll have it
Until I have reached my tomb
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in
Body within the body, circling the brain
A copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Body within a body, circling the brain
Copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Thirteen cycled breath drudging eternal unrest
My eyes: dried up riverbeds
Talk in circles, exhausted by my silhouette
Fears start to pirouette; melting in my bed
I'm an imitation of my own limitation
My pinks turn to grey; flight pattern delayed
Standing in my light: unassigned parasite
Standing in my light, death is my birthright
I don't know whenever I are
There's a happiness hidden in my cote of scars
A starving reservoir; I feel so far away
I feel so far away
My mouth becomes a womb
For the thoughts that never leave this room
My mouth becomes a womb
For the thoughts that never leave this room
My mouth becomes a womb
For the thoughts that never leave this room
A body within the body, circling the brain
Copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Body within the body, circling the brain
A copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Thirteen cycled breath drudging eternal unrest
My eyes: dried up riverbeds
Talking in circles exhausted by my silhouette
Fears start to pirouette; melting inside my bed
I'm a limitation of my own imitation
My pinks turn to grey; flight patterns delayed
Standing in my light: unassigned parasite
Standing in my light, death is my birthright
Death is my birthright
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in
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Cyra Wirth Seattle, Washington
Cyra Wirth's music dives deep into her imagination and creates a world of its own. Though, it is not without its influences. It draws from the sounds and styles of Bladee, J Dilla, Yabujin, Soccer Mommy, and many more to create its own dark, punchy, and atmospheric sound. ... more
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