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Slip (feat. Liv Gray)
04:48
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I think I let it slip
Maybe I let things slide
So was just a look?
Or a suggestion in my eyes?
Parapraxis
I shouldn’t look so surprised
I left the windows to my soul
All open wide
I’m just a bad actor
I’m really fucking up my lines
And my words could tell you one thing
But my face reveals the lies
I thought I had this, I need more practice
Parapraxis
I guess the cat’s out of the bag
And there’s no putting him back in
All my dirty little secrets
All but paper thin
I guess I can’t pretend
I didn’t mean to let you in
Was it a trembling in my voice
Or a slip of my pen?
I thought I had you fooled
I thought I had me fooled too
But your reflection was disarming
In the mirror of my view
So don’t you look at me
Through the wrong side of the lens
When the writing on the wall
Is coming to an end
With a period
Where a question mark
Would probably make more sense
I’m so elastic, yeah I’ll just bounce back
But all the cheap tricks just felt like magic
I’m burning bridges, playing with matches
Parapraxis
I thought I had this…
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I won the lottery just the other day
Maybe you read about it or saw me on the TV
And that’s when I didn’t have the heart to say
That I’d spent it all in one blinding day
It was a good summer
I can’t complain
When your all your luck has gone away
And it’s feeling much too soon
You feel a little drunk
And it’s just the afternoon…
If there was another way to say it
Then I wouldn’t have to say
That I had a good thing going
Until the summer went and came
That’s just my luck, it’s here to stay,
Until it’s not, and then it’s on its way
I’m left picking up the pieces,
Weekends and on holidays
And I can’t help but feeling
That all these feelings changed
With the changing of the seasons
While the summer slipped away
It was a good summer
And now it’s all just gone away
Left as quickly as it came
And I can’t bring it back again
I won the lottery just the other day
It was a good summer
It was a good summer
I had a good summer
It was a good summer
I had a good summer
It was a good summer…
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3. |
Oh Hey, Are You Awake?
03:22
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I’ll stick around like shadows bound to objects stuck like glue
Following after you
Following and always knowing where I’m going
Following after you
Following after you
Following after you
Following after you
I’ll stick around like shadows bound to objects stuck like glue
Following after you
Following and always knowing where I’m going
Following after you
Oh hey, are you awake?
Oh good, I was hoping that you’d be awake.
I’m still wrapped inside these covers from a love I couldn’t shake
And it was one thing after another until something had to break
Following after you
Following after you
Following after you
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4. |
Sometimes I Can't Tell
03:37
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Little piece of heaven, little private hell
Spoken of so softly that nobody can tell
Whispered as a soundtrack like fair thee well
But I wouldn’t let myself be true
While coming undone
When I could be hidden in plain view
From everyone
But all my dreams are too obscene
And I would rather run
For a lifetime
Little piece of heaven, little private hell
Pinch me if I’m dreaming ‘cause sometimes I can’t tell
Saw you from a distance, not very well
But I wouldn’t let myself be true
While coming undone
When I could be hidden in plain view
From everyone
I’m just a fiend for make believe
And I would rather run
For a lifetime
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5. |
S-p-e-ll- I-t O-u-t
04:17
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Every time I lose my mind it always winds up here
Retrace my steps recount what’s left and fumble blindly near
For yours was all the refuge I could ask for but I fear
That I’ve been wearing out my welcome and my exit’s overdue
The credits all stopped rolling I’m still holding out for one last interlude
And I might be waiting…
So play me out, I’ve made my rounds, there’s nothing left for me
Cut me off, I’ve had enough, I think it’s best I leave
But trailing right behind me was the shadow of my deeds
Then I went footloose on a soul search through the existential breeze
And came back empty handed when the wind prevailed me back where I’d first been
And I was hungry
So if you want
To spell it out
Then spell it out
What’s written on your face and casting doubts
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CONDUCTOR Cambridge, Ontario
Conductor is the alternative/electronic music project of Matthew Davey.
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