"Tough Love" is the lead single from Erin Anne's record, 'Tough Love,' out now on Carpark Records.
1. |
Sleep for Dinner
01:35
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I don't have any idea how to do this
I've watched my whole life with a wide open mouth
And I feel so much pain when I see all the people I love
In positions they can't figure out
And the truth is that some never will
By no fault of their own, 'cause the world's built to kill them
And I'll never understand why
The Silver Lake yogis are all on their high horse
Preaching compassion while others don't eat
And it's no different out there in Maine where the real estate market
Is pushing families to the street
My dad says the economy's good
But I think that we're speaking a different language
What is the rent like in hell
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2. |
Bedroom Track (Carrie)
03:13
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It is not about strength in numbers or size
It has nothing to do with volume
It is all about surprise
It is knowing you are going to be underestimated by the world
And punishing them for those very thoughts
I play for me
I play for all the people who I've tried to be
And all the selves I killed when I was just thirteen
And I prayed in bed at night, oh
She's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
And I'll find her if it kills me
I know she's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
And I'll find her if it kills me
I know she's out there somewhere
And it just might
Kill me
Isn't it funny how
Our bodies come to life just to destroy themselves
And even faster once they do employ themselves
And they lay in bed at night
Thinking wistfully about the stars that used to fill their eyes
It's the shame of a secret dream
I thought wanting things was so obscene
A paralyzing intimacy
With the ghosts all felt, but never seen, oh
She's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
She's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
And I'll find her if it kills me
I know she's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
I know she's out there somewhere
And I'll find her if it kills me
I know she's out there somewhere
And it just might
Kill me, kill me
And it just might
Kill me, kill me
Kill me
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3. |
Bitter Winter
03:01
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Starting to worry winter just won't come
My body wasn't made for all this sun
It's just too easy to leave my house
I need excuses not to go out
I've stopped counting out the days of the week
There's no need when I've got nowhere to be
I hide pathetic words in poppy melodies
Every day is the same and it's making me bitter
Won't have to shower if I go to sleep
There are no standards when I'm in my sheets
I'll save some money if I don't eat
At the very worst I'll be a little weak
I just want to be at home where I will be left alone
And nobody will know that I've let myself go
Don't worry 'bout me, I'm fine
It's just a little after my bedtime
Drank too much coffee so I'll have some wine
Still working hard to try to get it right
I'll see you in the morning when I've had my nine
I'm a growing boy
I'm a little bit tired
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Call it tough love, but I think you're mean
I don't think it's funny how you talk to me
If I told your mother, I don't think she'd be happy
Her little boy's been naughty
Where you think you're going? I'm not done yet here
Every time I talk, you start to disappear
Yeah, I'd rather be doing anything else
But I won't have you leave thinking I don't respect myself
Who gave you the right to be a little bitch
Everything you say is screaming "narcissist"
I've tried to be an empathetic person
But the gloves have come off, and I wish you the worst, man
I want to go home
Before I commit a crime
Oh, would you stop it, would you
Let me keep my mind
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5. |
Gaslighter
03:03
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I think last night I dreamed of you
You came in through my window
And I said, "What are you doing here?"
And you said I should know
But of course I didn't know
You know, I've never really known what you want
Violent memories come back for me
Louder when the sun's down
I could hear you from across town
All the ghosts that wait for me
In Maine where nights are so long
I still don't know what I did wrong
Oh, I still don't know what I did wrong
Can I kill you with a song
In the morning, I wake up between ages
I feel so old, I am sweating, I feel so cold
When I die, will you still be
Waiting there to spite me
I've got nothing left inside me
Oh, I still don't know what I did wrong
Can I kill you with a song
Can I kill you with a song
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Wrong Stuff
03:35
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I can't remember when I became so mean
It isn't acid reflux, it's gasoline
Poured into a car battery
It's the wrong stuff
I'm sick of being hungry but I am hungry to be sick
What to make of this
Hope you'll get all my hidden messages
I wrote this song for you and
Told you my good news
But it's not enough
'Cause it's the wrong stuff
We've spent our lives speaking in exquisite corpses
Choking on the subtext
What if I took some glue to join us back together at the stomach
Then would you feel me where my skin is soft
But it's the wrong stuff
I love you
Will you hold me
I love you
Will you hold me
I love you
Will you hold me
I love you
Will you hold me
I love you
Will you hold me
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7. |
Life Soup
02:49
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I open my mouth, choke down the life soup
It's cold 'cause I left it sitting in the kitchen
While I cried in the bathroom and still left the truth
Alone in the microwave
I wish that I could be brave
I look in the mirror and all I can see
Is the monster I met last night in my dream
She had my face, and she had my name
Sucked the air from the room just the same
My throat is a trash chute
My tongue's rotten fruit
Breathing in flies all looking for food
Expire or aspirate
Why must I choose
Either way someone here's gonna lose
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna eat
I don't wanna
I hold my nose, I close my eyes
I am afraid of the taste
Of all the dead things that I have to swallow
To become okay
The spit's so acidic, it's burning through my brain
I am melting down my drain
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8. |
Seventeen
04:16
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Shoving raw kale in my mouth
I won't pass out
I won't pass out
I'm seeing stars in the daylight
Something is not right
Something is not right
My body moves
In slow motion
I'm seventeen
Still afraid of the ocean
Again
The devil, he lives in me
I want to be free
Want to be free
A detox, a cup of tea
I'll run 'til I'm weary
At home lying on the floor
How long must this go for
I'm seventeen again
Mom, I am feeling so sick
I was born like this
Made myself like this
Take me back home where I'm hungry
I am my body
I'm not my body
I'm playing dead
'Cause I don't have the language
To show you yet
Why my energy's faded
My tank's gone from empty to full
But there is still a hole
Between my head and my body
It opens and closes without me
Still makes me feel seventeen
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Plasticized
03:10
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I try to give you milk and honey
Only dust and flies come out
Icky glitter on my eyes
A garbage pile inside my mouth
I am too quiet to be human
And too still to be alive
I am not a thing of nature
Just an old robot inside
And I remember I'm a body
That was not taught to be touched
And as the walls close in
I think about how hard I am to love
Not because I am unworthy
Because I point a gun
At the people who believe in me
And follow when I run
God didn't make me to be touched
She meant me to be cold
She meant me to be crushed
There's a ball pit in my stomach
Where there should be butterflies
But I've learned how I can kill them
Now they've all been plasticized
And they conceal the clowns I swallowed
In my sleep when I was four
If I cry I will release them
I won't have control no more
I want to live with tenderness
I'm gonna heal my wounds so I can live to hurt her less
I want to live with tenderness
I'm gonna heal my wounds so I can live to hurt her less
I want to live with tenderness
I'm gonna heal my wounds so I can live to hurt her less
I want to live with tenderness
I'm gonna heal my wounds so I can live to hurt her less
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I hope I die holding hands with the girl that I love
In a house that we both can afford
And we're both not so old that our bodies are broken
But old enough that we've made peace with the world
I don't think that's too much to ask
And I hope I'm not coming across as dramatic
I just know that I can't be sure
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Erin Anne Los Angeles, California
writing songs and stories about them
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