1. |
Good Enough
03:47
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Protected we were set to be
nothing but useless
Defected just broken down
Stripped of all kindness
Protected we’ll crash
And I’ll suffer for it
The chain sits so heavy
It’s strangled us stupid
But -
My son,
What we’ve done
Ever forgotten,
Broken in vision
My love,
What is done
Ever forgotten -
Will I be good enough?
Would I be good?
Will I be good enough?
Would I be good?
Will I be good?
I turn is coming over
Though it’s broken and faded
The noughts turn so slowly
Though they’re shallow and basic
My clothes are wet from sweat
From the pressure to fake this
But time is my healer
To whom I owe everything
My son,
What we’ve done
Ever forgotten,
Broken in vision
My love,
What is done
Ever forgotten -
Will I be good enough?
Would I be good?
Will I be good enough?
Would I be good?
Will I be -
When it all breaks down
I’ll tell you now
I’ll stand clean,
we’ll be forgiven
Take in the light,
Tailored to life
You’ll stand clean,
You’ll be forgiven
My son,
What we’ve done
Ever forgotten,
Broken in vision
My love,
What is done
Ever forgotten when
All is forgiven
My son,
What we’ve done
Ever forgotten,
Broken in vision
My love,
What is done
Ever forgotten when
All is forgiven
Will I be good enough?
Would I be good?
Will I be good enough?
Would I be good?
Will I be good?
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2. |
Home
03:29
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Patiently,
I watch you tentatively
For any little sign that I
Could breathe in revive
Dead parts of your life
Talk
I just can’t stop
So, do you believe in past lives, you know?
All the stuff that I like
‘Cause I don’t know
Wrapped around
Your wrist so tightly bound
Bind to me like history
So fierce in its certainty – I’m
Twisted ‘round
I lost all sense of me
Everything moves lazily
Until and then you ask me
Can I take you home?
I’ve taken notes
Of how many times you got close
I’m sure that I’m mad, you know?
But some how you make me feel less alone
I don’t feel alone
Wrapped around
Your wrist so tightly bound
Bind to me like history
So fierce in its certainty – I’m
Twisted ‘round
I lost all sense of me
Everything moves lazily
Until and then you ask me
I’ve been with you a thousand times
But that’s just all
In my mind
In my mind
It’s all pretend, under my sleeve
But it feels so real
For me
In my mind
Wrapped around
Your wrist so tightly bound
Bind to me like history
So fierce in its certainty – I’m
Twisted ‘round
I lost all sense of me
Nothing in me moves,
Until and then you
Take me home
Can I take you home?
Can I take you home?
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3. |
Imposter Syndrome
03:25
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I’ll keep to my north side
You can stalk on the east
Boarders, split sides
I kept myself to me for weeks
My fires are a life-line
Your passage is free
Take offense to your new ties
Take offense to the lies you spread about me
[I’ll do this on my own]
My name my face
The skin of my life
I’ll live it the way I like
[Pay me what I’m owed]
Looking at me with big eyes
Speaking with a mouth of spite
You can say what you like
I can’t do that, I can’t do that on my own
I can’t do that, I can’t do that on my own
Looking forward
When you’re backward
I still remember all your bigoted words
But I’m -
Glass eyed
Unshy
Say all the things that you
Never really like
Waiting down by the side lines
Unscripted lines, they never saw the light
Waiting out by the fireside
Feeding off the heat for a life line – oh my god
[[I’ll do this on my own]
My name my face
The skin of my life
I’ll live it the way I like
[Pay me what I’m owed]
Looking at me with big eyes
Speaking with a mouth of spite
You can say what you like
I can’t do that, I can’t do that on my own
I can’t do that, I can’t do that on my own
Take offense to your new ties
Take offense to all your lies,
Take offense to your new guise,
Take offense to all your petty little lies
Take offense to your new guise
Take offense to all your lies
Take offense to your new ties
Take offense to all your petty little lies
[I’ll do this on my own]
My name my face
The skin of my life
I’ll live it the way I like
[Pay me what I’m owed]
Looking at me with big eyes
Speaking with a mouth of spite
You can say what you like
I can’t do that, I can’t do that on my own
I can’t do that, I can’t do that on my own
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4. |
Reclaim
03:45
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Boudica had an army
I just got me, honey
Boudica had an army
I just got me, honey
Be that great old city tower
Crank your neck
Just look a little, little higher
Be all they all thought you’d never be
I was defeated
You’d think I’d leave it – honey
The best reprise their lies
Then they succeed
I’m that wealth of my own power
Crank your neck
Just look a little, little higher
I’m all they all thought I’d never be
Reclaim my throne
Your ego sat upon
Be a man at arms at the break of dawn
Oh I wanna see your face, my battle’s won
Stake a claim
Reclaim my fame – it’s on
Boudica had an army
I just got me, honey
Broken down, sewn up
Seen a lot in my time
Perception is deceit
Leave it all to me, honey
Sewn up, broken town
I’m taking what is owed to me
Take it all down
I never said a thing - I
(I know you’re pulling out the big guns)
Tell me I’m the queen,
I’m the only one who knows how
(You’re really, - ah)
Take it all down
I never said a thing – I
I know you’re pulling out the big guns
I know you’re –
Reclaim my throne
Your ego sat upon
Be a man at arms at the break of dawn
Oh I wanna see your face, my battle’s won
Stake a claim
Reclaim my fame – it’s on
Down on your knees
Pledge your alliagence
Long may she reign,
They sing I’m your queen now –
Who’s pulling out the big guns?
Oh, it’s funny how the tables turn
Now who’s the hunted,
Who’s the victim?
Reclaim my throne
Your ego sat upon
Be a man at arms at the break of dawn
Oh I wanna see your face, my battle’s won
Stake a claim
Reclaim my fame – it’s
Who are you? (ah)
Who are you?
Who are you? (ah)
Who are you?
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Baby Taylah Scotland, UK
Discovering her passion for music at the age of 14, Baby Taylah is a multi-talented artist in her own right, from playing the guitar to the harp, Taylah can do just about anything. Having performed in and around the Glasgow music scene from 2009, She has since then performed at Scotland’s TRNSMT festival on their very first female-led ‘Queen Tut’s stage’. ... more
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