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INTRODUCTION
00:48
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2. |
CHANGES
04:03
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Thinking of you gets so old
Would I have changed myself
If I had someone else
Changes
Something has changed
I get bored and fall in love
And you were that kind of love
So bored
Changes
What if I stayed
Would I have changed
If it were me between your teeth
I would have messed it up
Lucky for me I turned sixteen
And I poured out my love for someone else
I'm someone else
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3. |
LAGUNA BEACH
02:21
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I saw you crossing the street
Wearing leather even though it's eighty degrees
Now whenever I go to the beach
I plan on running into you
October's never felt so cool
In my car I play Morrison's best songs
'Cause I think if you were here you'd sing along
But now you probably don't remember me
You're moving onto something new
Out of my mind
I'm out of my mind
Park street never looked so nice
I don't know why but you feel right
Let me be your golden girl
You could break my heart
Pull me apart
I would still come running
'Cause I want you
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4. |
HOUSE PARTIES
02:30
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We met on the couch through that mutual friend
You were drunk off some six dollar wine
You hated my guts so I kicked up the grass
As if my hometown wasn't small enough
When I reach out to touch you my hand slips right through
Like some glitchy hologram on the I-10
I'm tired of living on the roof
There's so many bones in the garden
You and I should dig up the dirt and let those animals pass through
And when we're done decomposing
We'll say goodnight without saying I love you
When I reach out to touch you my hand slips right through
Like some ghost that was never there or someone that's bruised
And when you're on your deathbed begging me to leave
I'll still need you more than you want me
Wishful thinking gets you nowhere
Let's be cynical and mean
What more could you want from me
What else could you want
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5. |
MIDNIGHT DRIVE
03:34
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I don't need a perfect house
But I want a perfect home
Those purple lily flowers spread out on the lawn
And if I ever told you that I'm sorry
Well I don't mean that at all
If I saw you tonight
Would we fight 'til we cry
You can't smell the smog at night
Not your first choice
Not your last
But somewhere near the bottom
From the pond to the farm and back again
In my dreams we swim straight across
But now you're saying someday
If we kissed in my car
Would you promise to stay
When the moon says goodnight
Do you think of me
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KIKA Los Angeles, California
Singer-songwriter based in California.
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