1. |
Where Do I Begin?
01:14
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2. |
Call Me by My Name
02:29
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3. |
Territory (Own Rules)
03:23
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If only I could bet on you.
Maybe we could just diffuse all of this smoke.
Too many of you in the mirror to tell
which is the one that really cares.
It isn’t fair.
Roll of the dice.
Some days nasty. Some days nice.
Need good vibes to keep me tight.
Need someone to treat me right.
(Treat me right)
I play by my own rules.
I play by my own rules.
I play by my own rules.
Placate with gaslighters.
Fall for that a million times.
Maybe this just how you try.
You take that shit to extreme highs,
And you be on that me-me-me shit.
And I could beat your ass in the parking lot
Just for telling me that I was fucking selfish.
And I don’t tell you shit because your ego trippin’,
and I know you stay sippin’ shit.
If we’re really counting, can’t afford to lose.
You’re the spark and napalm tied to all of your issues.
Now, I play by my own rules.
I play by my own rules.
I play by my own rules.
Revisionist high.
You only see through your eyes.
If it can’t read black and white,
Cast it aside for the night.
And I clean up the dust.
Rework the problems as us.
My pride encased in the mud.
Bitter blood, bitter blood.
Roll of the dice.
Some days nasty. Some days nice.
Need good vibes to keep me tight.
Need someone to treat me right.
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4. |
Touch Down
02:55
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I see my keeper in the the mirror - a sweeper.
She stack up her paper, grade A like a teacher.
Make it wind like a vine. When she grab, best believe her.
Better not waste her time or she’ll set you on fire.
You’ve gotta treat me priceless, King Midas.
Maybe I do what I want cause’ I like it.
I can put it down, down, down.
I know put it down, down, down.
And I’ll call when I’m in town, town, town.
The party goes up when I touch down.
The party goes up when I touch down.
The party goes up when I touch down.
I see my keeper in the the mirror - a fever.
She might sweat you out like an overworked dreamer.
Running game over the hustlers.
Lay it down just like I love you.
Don’t want a fucking thing from you.
Maybe we’ll play if you want to.
You’ve gotta treat me priceless, King Midas.
Maybe I do what I want cause’ I like it.
I can put it down, down, down.
I know put it down, down, down.
And I’ll call when I’m in town, town, town.
The party goes up when I touch down.
The party goes up when I touch down.
The party goes up when I touch down.
You’ve gotta treat me priceless, King Midas.
Maybe I do what I want cause’ I like it.
I can put it down, down, down.
I know put it down, down, down.
And I’ll call when I’m in town, town, town.
The party goes up.
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Can’t take my soul
if no-one answers the door
I’m taking back my control
From uninvited shadows
I’ve been confined to the shore
Without a paddle, no oar
Just the itch to explore
See what life has in store for me.
Valley of the lost ones,
Sink into a fantasy.
Blurring all together,
This is like a fever dream.
And this is how we take it,
Oscillate from beat to beat.
Opposite realities.
Violet fades into blue.
Maybe I’m gradient too.
Breathing in a different color, hue.
Maybe you would be blue too.
Can’t take my soul
if no-one answers the door
I’m taking back my control
From uninvited shadows
I’ve been confined to the shore
Without a paddle, no oar
Just the itch to explore
See what life has in store.
Can’t take my soul
if no-one answers the door
I’m taking back my control
From uninvited shadows
I’ve been confined to the shore
Without a paddle, no oar
Just the itch to explore
See what life has in store for me.
I’ve come too far just to fall and I’ve
Carried these burdens with me all my life
How can I face it all? It’s unimaginable I curl up into a ball
Let’s get down to the meat of it
I can see the strength in it
But i won’t have a heart to commit
until I move on and let love in again
(Can’t take my soul
if no-one answers the door
I’m taking back my control
From uninvited shadows
I’ve been confined to the shore
Without a paddle, no oar
Just the itch to explore
See what life has in store.)
Can’t take my soul
if no-one answers the door
I’m taking back my control
From uninvited shadows
I’ve been confined to the shore
Without a paddle, no oar
Just the itch to explore
See what life has in store for me.
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6. |
Black Satin
03:21
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Waiting for the hunger to catch me.
Faster than a Mustang ride.
Cornfed Tennessee whiskey.
38” pear shape wide.
(Unload my burdens on you, babe)
(Follow you pride to down, down)
Wearing out all your dirty secrets.
I could spare a few of mine,
And I can tell you more if you can keep it.
I just wanna pull you to the dark side.
Swallow you down in black satin.
Spin you around. Must be magic.
Let me take you on your very last ride, yeah boy.
Every night. Have you die by cherry pie, ooh boy.
Where do all the angels go when it’s lights out?
Sin so sweet (wooh)
On my tongue a dirty secret.
Show me where you wanna keep it.
Feel me like you’re paying the price.
Hellfire with a roll of the dice.
Swallow you down in black satin.
Spin you around. Must be magic.
Let me take you on your very last ride, yeah boy.
Every night. Have you die by cherry pie, ooh boy.
I may hurt you.
Strapped down by the moon.
Im may destroy you.
And show you where you might belong, too.
Put it in the fire,
As we make our spell.
You’ve got to know that it’s as good as it gets.
Swallow you down in black satin.
Spin you around. Must be magic.
Let me take you on your very last ride, yeah boy.
Every night. Have you die by cherry pie, ooh boy.
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7. |
Muse Over
03:25
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I see you in the side view - distant, tired echoes.
Must be from a past life. Time seems far too fleeting.
So far gone, I can barely hear your touch.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
Too numb to the blank space where you used to stand.
Caught up in a dream that overwrites silhouettes.
Far too long, since I breathed new life into you.
Plugging holes to float through.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
Memory slip on a gradient.
Cross through worlds just to see you,
Fade into a stranger.
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8. |
Liquid Gold
01:10
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I’ve got a list of bad intentions.
I’ll cross you off for your attention.
Show me all your dark confessions.
Guessing that I can turn you on.
I’ve got a penchant for the bad vibes.
I like the rugged, mean, and fast rides.
Don’t leave me lonely.
Like a diamond jackpot.
I can make it worth your while.
I don’t need your hand to lead me.
Can’t give me everything I need.
This love is liquid gold. It ain’t cheap.
Push you harder like an iron steed.
Make you a believer in me.
This love is liquid gold. It ain’t cheap.
This love is liquid gold. It ain’t cheap.
This love is liquid gold. It ain’t cheap.
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Door to a raging fire.
From matches you placed in my eyes.
Bite when the tongue doesn't cave.
If only my heart was on ice.
Played this record bout a couple of times.
Trying to live by all the words I write.
Slipped out your arms and hid away.
You to find a beat to keep my heart alive.
Love wasn’t conjured as simple.
If thunder and lightning can dance, maybe we just,
Should do this all again because our broken love is true.
Eclipsed when the sun re-meets the moon.
Still a dancer underneath your hand.
Spin around as fast as I can.
Even all the toughest thorns will bloom,
And even damaged ones get a chance.
Played this record bout a couple of times.
Trying to live by all the words I write.
The push and pull of all the things.
Million reasons but I need that one to stay right by your side.
Love wasn’t conjured to be so simple.
If thunder and lightning can dance, maybe we just,
Should do this all over again because broken love is true.
Eclipsed by the sun re-meeting the moon.
Love wasn’t conjured to be so simple.
If we made it through this far, then we’ll just,
Do this all over again because this is love that’s true.
Eclipsed by the sun re-meeting the moon.
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10. |
Paces
02:36
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Not on my pride. I pushed to the side.
Backpacking it light, I’m biding my time.
To love more in life, to live like I’ve died.
Never enough, the blood parasite.
Lately wading through the pressure.
Maybe pain is for my pleasure.
Masochism in my leisure.
There’s no balance in it all.
Mindless auto-action pilot.
Need a diet from the mundane.
No matter what I do. Always same news.
Overpaid dues. Needing something new.
Pushing past my paces.
Riding on the limit. Falling deep into my mind.
Free falling through weightless.
Stretching out my patience. Steady pushing through the time.
Shadows taking control.
My illusions, legion. Reasons, never letting go.
Free falling through weightless.
Stretching out my patience. Steady pushing through the time.
Let go. I know I need to let it go.
Addicted to the control. A bag of bricks, I keep them real close.
I must like feed the demons. They snicker their teeth at my fleshed wounds.
Looking for a safe space I can slip off to.
Why I let the monsters in my mental room?
I just need to say enough.
What I build today, it’s enough.
Walked 1000 miles, not done.
Walked 1000 miles, not done.
Owe it to my heart to wise up.
Owe it to my mind, I’m fed up.
Just say I’m enough, cause’ my life got a higher price tag than you sell.
Mayweather on Greg, got the hammer tryna TKO the devil, ah.
Walked 1000 miles through the valley of the shadows, swing gallows.
Imma spiral down a black hole, I know,
Only I know what I can hold. Cargo.
Lemme unload like a dump truck, sideshow.
Tightrope, seesaw my transgressions.
Open doors to all the lessons.
Owe it to the me that swallows regrets.
Not to the streets that’s where I stay losing attention.
Airtight, no dissection.
No lift if no trust.
If it’s not a lift, it’s the dust.
Pushing past my paces.
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11. |
Dip
02:35
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You disappoint me. You’re a bad kiss laced with I wish I never
Did this. Lost all my interest.
Your ego annoys me. Don’t light your cig around gasoline
Explosive. Your mouth is dynamite loaded.
Kerosene. Breathing fire on a fling.
Venom in every word between.
And I don’t have to take that shit.
Finger ready flip the kill switch. Sip. Watch me dip.
Watch me dip.
Watch me dip.
And I don’t have to take that shit.
(Watch me dip.)
Finger ready flip the kill switch.
(Watch me dip.)
You disappoint me.
You’re the dark brown taste on my lips in the morning,
And at best your stroke game is boring.
And you have the nerve, to tell me I’m jaded.
Sober up - you must be wasted.
Im not gonna take that shit.
Sip. Watch me dip.
Watch me dip.
Watch me dip.
Ain’t taking this shit.
(Watch me dip.)
Flip the kill switch.
(Watch me dip.)
I won’t be your distraction, babe.
Rather die alone, if you’re the one to save me.
Watch me dip.
Watch me dip.
Kerosene.
Breathing fire on a fling.
Venom in every word between.
And I don’t have to take that shit.
Finger ready flip the kill switch.
Sip. Watch me dip.
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12. |
Nightlock
03:19
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You been working hard, huh?
But I’ve been working harder.
Too busy on my back, huh.
That I never responded.
Why you even care so much,
That I don’t like you?
Martyr for cause I trust.
Go ahead and call my bluff,
Cause’ I’m giving it up; going, going, gone.
(Going, going, gone)
Whatever you want; going, going, gone.
(Going, going, gone)
Round of applause; going, going, gone.
(Going, going, gone)
The fuck are you on?
What the fuck are you on?
Any way it comes, any way it comes.
Won’t Stop.
Too close to the sun. Pull the trigger, son.
Nightlock.
I said no,
But you wanna take me home.
Oops, my heart must have slipped again.
Claim black and white on my head.
I did not pay you for your stare.
That is beneath me. Go somewhere.
Fuck Bill. Kill Bill. Marry myself.
Rights on my trophy life. Fuck your shelf.
Right if you do it right. Fuck the rest.
Any way it comes, any way it comes.
Won’t Stop.
Too close to the sun. Pull the trigger, son.
Nightlock.
I said no,
But you wanna take me home.
Fuck Bill. Kill Bill. Marry myself.
I might go home with someone else.
Right if you do it right. Fuck the rest.
Fuck Bill. Kill Bill. Marry myself.
I might go home with someone else.
Right if you do it right. Fuck the rest.
This shit is so toxic.
Makes me sicko. Vomit.
I don’t need your anything.
Fuck me over. Self interest.
Rip the cord and please eject.
Any way it comes, any way it comes.
Won’t Stop.
Too close to the sun. Pull the trigger, son.
Nightlock.
I said no,
But you wanna take me home.
Any way it comes, any way it comes.
Won’t Stop.
Too close to the sun. Pull the trigger, son.
Nightlock.
I said no,
But you wanna take me home.
But you wanna take me home.
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13. |
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I left it all in the city.
My tears had waved it all goodbye.
Came crashing down, it finally hit me.
Do I know what I’m searching for?
Heard the north star call me back home.
A thousand hungry echoes bouncing in my bones.
And when you know, you know when the sun sets.
I can say it’s real.
I felt it fleeting like an inkwell.
Stories in my eyes, but I’ve got nothing to tell.
Searching through all of the stars,
For something I can feel.
I left it all in the city.
My tears had waved it all goodbye.
Came crashing down, it finally hit me.
Do I know what I’m searching for?
I saw the north star light this path I’m on.
Bury every shadow. Break me before dawn.
Sounding out my truth left unsaid. Sing my heart into my head.
I left it all in the city.
My tears had waved it all goodbye.
Came crashing down, it finally hit me.
Do I know what I’m searching for?
(I left it all in the city.
My tears had waved it all goodbye.)
Do I know what I’m searching for?
Do I know what I’m searching for?
Do I know what I’m searching for?
Do I know what I’m searching for?
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London Beck Ann Arbor, Michigan
London Beck is an up-and-coming recording artist, songwriter, and music producer. London is currently growing their fanbase and collection of works, including the well-received LP, Blinded by Hunger and 2019 EP Drift. Their background also includes almost nine years of classical training in playing the viola, and briefly attended New York University as a viola performance major. ... more
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