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tied
04:01
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Turn out the light
Cover your eyes
Damn premonitions ruined the surprise
Lost my disguise
I would but my hands are tied
I would but my hands are tied
So much for your so-called compromise
I would if my hands weren’t tied
Falling apart
Fools in the dark
I’m bored and I just need an excuse
Any old white lie will do
I would but my hands are tied
I would but my hands are tied
So much for your constant compromise
I would if my hands weren’t tied
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2. |
bluff
04:24
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It’s late now, it’s dark out
And somehow you’re stuck here again
My minds down, I’m drugged out
And my tummy’s turning inside out
Young little fool, maybe you went too far this time
Sanity proved untrue in the wake of night
This silence is loud
All I can hear is the
Echo inside my head
And she screams so softly
All I can do is beg ‘let me sleep’
Although, I love this pillow talk
She won’t stop head fuzz
So I’ll hold my bluff
It’s light now, I’m tired out
Come find me in the lost and found
Don’t know how, I’ll cut down
Can’t seem to shift this fix around
Young little fool maybe you went too far this time
Tormented mind, every time, until morning light
All I can hear is the
Echo inside my head
And she screams so softly
All I can do is beg ‘let me sleep’
Although, I love this pillow talk
She won’t stop head fuzz
So I’ll hold...
(Don’t pick me up, just to put me down)
Sing me a lullaby
Hold the pillow talk
Lay me on my left side
Staring at the wall
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only asking
03:57
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I only ask to be adored by you
Heart of glass
Breaking in to these heavy hands
Causing heavy attitude
Makes for a feud
Words unruly used
Don’t think twice we haven’t got all night
Meet me in the middle
To save us both the sacrifice
Show me a smile faking it’s fine
Ready and waiting
Here for the taking
Idolising you
Willing and able
My cards on your table
But don’t tell me the truth
Love doesn’t need words
At least that’s what I heard
But I don’t need no proof
Ready and waiting
I’m here on your table
And I’ll lie back to you
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tall tales
04:23
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Funny sometimes when you smile
I can’t tell if it is or isn’t real
Fingertips still clutching side by side
I can’t tell if it’s mine to feel
Sweet idle affection overtime
I feel our rhythm start to part
Spiral into play pretend
We’re blue-tac baby, can this last?
Dumbing down the first thought every time
Never enough to say goodbye
Television eyes are met with mine
Oh my, I can’t see what’s real
These white lies are easy
Tell me what I want to hear
Keep me in denial
Make sure the coast is clear
Stuck in the funny middle
Where I only tell you half of what I know
That’s when you say
“Quiet, dear there’s no need to end up here”
After empty small talk;
Hours of love in showers
I can’t tell where my heart lies
Could it be this real lie?
I'm faking little ways out
Everyday a little less to give now
Sitting in this tired mess for comfort
We decided days easier silent
Guess we found that less is almost always more
I love these tall tales
I hate these tall tales
Feelings, true or fake
I can’t tell feelings
If they’re mine to make
Fuck feelings
Back to back, I can’t tell what I’m feeling
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MYTBE London, UK
Sensing a need for openness, South London raised MYTBE writes plainly in her own confessional, understated
hand.
With a voice wise beyond her 24 years, she focuses on dismantling the awkwardness surrounding intimacy and the sharing of such ineffable thoughts. Whilst one could presume it difficult listening, her warm, melodic approach eases you in softly with a “subtly powerful” charm.
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