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Hang Love to Dry
04:05
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I’ve got a problem with making it work
I’ve got so many words, and I just wanna be heard
But she’s gone, she’s gone
She’s gone
And I’m but an author of books made of her
Each story’s the same, but the endings get worse
I try to write about love, but love has written me off
Yeah, I’m gone
She’s here then she’s not
Yeah, she does what she wants
She comes and she goes
Yeah, she’s overexposed
And the limelight has swallowed her whole
She likes to pretend like she hasn’t a soul
But she rolls in like thunder, chilling my bones
And the worst part of being is being alone
The worst part of loving is letting go
Yeah, the worst part of loving is letting go
I don’t like to promise, so I promise I won’t
There’s a story behind me that you don’t wanna know
Love is kept best with eyes shut, mouths closed
I don’t want it all, I just want to scrape by
When she took my hand I kissed my heart good-bye
Yeah, it’s gone, it’s gone, yeah
My father’s an oyster and my mother’s a pearl
He swallowed her up before she saw the world
And she’s gone, she’s gone
But he couldn’t keep her when she started to shine
Now she’s another man’s treasure, the apple of his eye
I wanna find love, keep love, hang old love to dry
I wanna find love, keep love, leave old love behind
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Man in the Moon
04:02
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I feel like I just woke up
Took you for a dream that might swallow me up
You can’t stomach the guilt the same way you can heartbreak
And my hallelujah sits naked beside me
God gave me hands to pick you up
God gave me feet to walk you home in the dark
Everything changes while I stay the same
If God’s grace is shameless then why do I feel
Oh if God’s grace is shameless then why do I feel
So goddamned ashamed for the way that I feel
I feel like I love you, does that make it true
I’m just one more slip shy of going too soon
And I wish that I could be the man in the moon
‘Cause the further I am, the better I can
Watch over you
I know I talk too much when I’m on that awful stuff
Am I high or in love, which one’s harder to stop
Is this real or a fantasy I’m making up
I’m always too much or I’m never enough
Said I’m always too much, or I’m never enough
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Locksmith Hands
04:36
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Try your luck
A guilty man pleads innocent and she’s still got a grudge
A penny in a wishing well won’t buy you real love
Padlock heart
Locksmith hands and ambience for wishing on the stars
I think that we could teach each other who we really are
I think I wanna let the walls fall
I think I wanna swim the deep end
I think I wanna let my heart race loud enough for you to hear it
I think I wanna be your muse
I think I wanna be your burden
Forgive me for what I might do
I never really mean to
Spill your guts
And I’ll clean up the mess you make and take you home to rust
And I’ll sleep on the couch and dream about forbidden love
Give her up
You're just a frame, the painting’s hanging on my bedroom wall
And I don't need new wounds, but I am always slow to draw
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The Ugly
04:38
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Stale poetry grows like weeds in a garden
I planted with seeds from the devil
Won’t cease
What a curse he’s put on me, emotional lobotomy
It would bother me, but now I don’t feel anything
What a martyr I am, with my face in the sand
A white flag in my hand
Oh I am what I am
A coward on his knees, but I’m convinced that I am free
I can stop, just wait and see
Just have faith in me
Just one more drink, a sedative so I can sleep
I don’t get high, the high gets me
And it comes violently
Don’t ask me why I do this
Why I put you through this
Redundant inconsistency
I believe I have a soul
But it’s so far from my body
And still she seems to love me
The good, the bad, the ugly
I clipped an angel’s wings so that she’d stay with me
And still she looks at me like I’ve got everything
I hear you crying baby don’t you love me
And weren't you thinking of me
The night you did the ugly
The ugly, the ugly
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Snow
04:40
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Carry me somewhere beyond myself
What a pleasant sort of hell
Not even time could tell where it ends
Does it ever end
What a selfish way to die
My skin holds my bones too tight
One more line and I’ll survive
Let it snow
Let it snow
Let it snow
I’ll get better over time, but for now
Leave me cold
Carry me, I never wanna come back down
What a way to let this out
A breath short of life itself
Nothing to give a fuck about
Let it snow
Let it snow
Let it snow
I’ll get better over time, but for now
Leave me cold
Oh baby let me go
Leave me cold
I’ll get better over time, I’ll get better over time
I’ll get better, I swear I’ll get better x2
In the midst of winter, I saw an angel in the lights
Was it you
Was it you
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Emmet Michael Edmonton, Alberta
Introspective and enthralling, with equal parts grit and grace, Emmet Michael is a musician who was built on his trials. Turning to music in his darkest times, he found solace in his ability to share his heart with others through his lyrics. Drawing on his experience of transitioning from female to male, living with mental illness, and battling addiction, his songs express an intimate story. ... more
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