1. |
Lingo (ft. Ama)
02:56
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Lyrics by Véda
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
Leaving L.A. with dreams and anguish
In a few months here, I got a lot of parking tickets (and I)
Made a lot of friends on Pico Robertson
I’m just one of the fish
But I dove in the ocean
Leaving L.A. with dreams and anguish
In a few months here, I got a lot of parking tickets (and I)
Made a lot of friends on Pico Robertson
I’m just one of the fish
But I dove in the ocean
And they said girl stop being so humble
You’re not in school you’re in the jungle
And you got a couple loose bolts
That’s (for sure, for sure, for sure for sure, for sure)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
I used to go to bars
And dance on the tables
I try to do it now
But I can’t speak the lingo anymore (anymore, anymore, anymore)
(Lingo)
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2. |
Quiet
03:56
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I need hugs, not advice
Keep your money inside
Your pockets
I'm hoping you can keep
A secret
Can you keep it all inside?
Quiet
I need hugs, not advice
Keep your money inside
Your pockets
I'm hoping you can keep
A secret
Can you keep it all inside?
Quiet
We planted a tree
Now we have a forest
We watered the roots
Now we enjoy the fruits
And we ran a race
But now it's time to rest
We bought a house
And now we're building a nest
The stigma of crazy is
Long gone
My kids so pure they can
Float on
The water
Bring the poor,
Bring the elder
Seat at my table,
Sip of this water
I'm sorry I'm not always giving
My best
I'm sorry I'm not always up for
The challenge
I'm aching for silence
I got a silver spoon
But I'm left with open hands
I need hugs, not advice
Keep your money inside
Your pockets
I'm hoping you can keep
A secret
Can you keep it all inside?
Quiet
I need hugs, not advice
Keep your money inside
Your pockets
I'm hoping you can keep
A secret
Can you keep it all inside?
Quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Tell me why are you so
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Tell me why are you so
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
Quiet
So, so, so quiet
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3. |
Get Burned
01:57
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Lyrics by Véda
I got hope for the world (they say)
Be careful what you touch
And every time I get burned
Burned, burned (yeah, yeah)
I got hope for the world (they say)
Be careful what you touch
And every time I get burned
Burned, burned yeah, yeah)
Sticking to your guy
Like a stamp to a letter
You feel him in your bones
But you’re light as a feather
Can you, remember who you are?
Who you were?
Used to be a whole
Now you’re not even a quarter of yourself (yeah)
Yes I could command
But I inspire instead
I’m the thought provoker
I mean every word I said
And I’m feeling kinda’ down
And I’m finding common ground
Tell me if you like my sound
I got hope for the world (they say)
Be careful what you touch
And every time I get burned
Burned, burned (yeah, yeah)
I got hope for the world (they say)
Be careful what you touch
And every time I get burned
Burned, burned
Call me a rebel I don’t care
I am my own man
Baby I’m just like Cher
I ain’t an angel but I know
Victoria’s secret
If life is a movie
Baby I want a sequel
And I take suggestions
Never orders
I got potential
But it backfires
And I got a type
Hemsworth brothers
I got battles to fight
But I’m so so tired
I got hope for the world (they say)
Be careful what you touch
And every time I get burned
Burned, burned (I get burned yeah, I get burned)
I got hope for the world (they say)
Be careful what you touch
And every time I get burned
Burned, burned
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4. |
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Explain why it’s so hard for me
Break out from these chains
That keep me lost at sea (Véda)
Boats on rails
I spent my whole life chasing ghosts
Looking for things I could never find
And I have a heart of gold
Some would even could it divine
And I’m done living in a fishbowl
I need to find ways to free my mind (yeah)
To free my mind (yeah)
To free my mind
So in the meantime
I hide myself in my own creation
I got hope for the next generation
I mean I clearly am a seeker for sensation
Receptive to your inspiration
I’m rising above my limitations
I’m leaving behind all my possessions
I got animal instincts
Yet desires of a woman
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails (boats, boats, boats, boats, boats)
Boats on rails (boats)
Boats on rails (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boats on rails (call me a liar)
I reach through the doors of my mind’s perception
Seeking the core of our time’s inception
Been fighting wars I never signed up for
I took flight to soar and help me find reception
Divine intention, while I face the unknown
Hide from the tension that aches in my bones
You can take what I own, no claim to a throne
It breaks with the waves and it fades into tones
A holy tide
The old me died
I don’t need pride
Unfold these lies and face the truth
And though he rise
The only prize
Was lonely skies
My soul revised a way to move (and I)
I wish I could explain why it’s so hard for me
And break out from these chains that keep me lost at sea
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails
Trains underwater
It aches in my bones
When you call me a liar
Boats on rails
Boats on rails
Boats on rails
Boats on rails (yeah)
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5. |
Who's At The Door?
02:32
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Terence McKenna discusses the Rig Veda
Heavy so heavy
The things that you say (yeah)
Heavy so heavy
Your glass is always half-empty
Heavy so heavy the things that you’ve seen
When you said I love you
I thought that I was dreaming
6784
Sometimes I sleep on the floor
Sometimes I dont sleep at all
It’s 2 am, who’s at door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?
Heavy so heavy
The things that you feel
Friendships are like milk
They can easily spill
Heavy so heavy the pain in my chest
Heavy so heavy
Cause it’s you that I chase
6784
Sometimes I sleep on the floor
Sometimes I dont sleep at all
It’s 2 am, who’s at door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?
6784
Sometimes I sleep on the floor
Sometimes I dont sleep at all
It’s 2 am, who’s at door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?
You’re my favorite stranger
Don’t you know?
I try to leave no room
For misinterpretation
And every time I see you
I’m like ok
I’m done playing
Call me up, another day
When you’re ready
6784
Sometimes I sleep on the floor
Sometimes I dont sleep at all
It’s 2 am, who’s at door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door? (I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?(I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door? (I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?(I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door? (I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?(I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door?
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door? (I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door? (I don’t know)
Who’s at the door, door, door?
Who’s at the door? (I don’t know)
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6. |
Ivory (ft. Mick Jenkins)
01:14
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Dialogue
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Songwrita from da future (and montréal) spreading peace and good vibes
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