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Pripyat
03:08
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1986
My skin melted to his
In the morning he spoke to me
Whispery like a TV turned low
Things I'll never understand
1986
The wind melted my bricks
Left holes in my children's hearts
Holes in my skin where his cut lips kissed
The elephant's foot stamped out shapes in the sand
Lines and circles I'll never understand
1986
Left wrapped in lead
I swear I'll never know a breath like his
Chernobyl II
Show your face in the form of an arm's race
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Bathurst
03:28
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Press your calloused hands to my back
And feel it breaking
Press your ears to my mouth and hear
My teeth breaking
Oh
Things always feel like they fall at a divide
If I kiss his face, will he remember?
Here in the back the devil makes work for your idle hands
So press me tightly around your boozy breath
And tell me that you love me
Callouses feel like sandpaper as they brush my cheeks
Your eyelashes are little razors as they cut my fingers
And my hipbones
Oh
Things always feel like they fall at a divide
Numb and prickly cheeks always bring me back to December
And if I kiss his face, will he remember?
It was a cold month here in Ontario
And I just can't seem to get away from the snow
From the snow
So press me down and wrap me in your lungs
Your boozy breath and cigarettes will keep me warm
Keep me warm
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St. George
03:12
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There's no rush
There's always another train
So stay here a little longer
And kiss me under the rumble
of the St. George northbound
The four points of this map that I have seen
Eastbound, westbound, southbound, and north
Traveling back and forth
All those last goodbyes or farewells
Hands in the cookie jar, teach me to spell
Reading comes easy, you're like a book
But how will I ever word or write or tell
What you do to me with just one little look?
Transfer station, never let me go
How will I ever walk home in the snow?
How will I ever live without your glow?
Warm incandescence and stumbling around
Your chiming mouth wakes me up
Goodbyes and good luck
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Gold Leaf
02:58
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We bought a house
A few houses down from his
And we're going to lose it
And your brother, he's thrown another fit
And your sister's thinking this is it
So let's ride down to the riverside
And there's always been that lingering smell
And your mother, she rings the bell
And the churches, they ring those bells
And your sister said it was the end
And he seemed to care
But we found her in her underwear
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I saw the look in your eyes as you climbed out my window
One foot after another
Fall asleep in my backyard
Try not to raise the dead
I wanted to believe in something again
But oh, your heart won't change
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Defne Toronto, Ontario
Defne is a bedroom pop musician from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Their fragile songs of heartache and longing hum with the energy of anticipation. The spaces between falling snowflakes. A sideways glance across a crowded venue. Grass stains on the ankles of your jeans as you run home at 2 in the morning past darkened windows and empty playgrounds. ... more
Defne recommends:
Sometimes I have a drummer.
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