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heart on the floor
02:59
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I’ve seen stronger girls
Swimming to shore needing oxygen
I’ve seen braver girls
Drowning in blood, sweat, and sin
Oh I know
How it’s supposed to go
Yeah I know
How it’s supposed to go
Look at me like this
My nose bleeding down the front of your new dress
Could you give me a sec
To collect my heart it’s on the floor
Because love calls for a revolution
I can see it in your eyes that we won’t stand for losing
Our right to be
Wholly and solely ourselves don’t you tell me
That you don’t believe
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underwater
03:52
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I miss the ocean
It pulls me I feel it I do
And I hear it in the way
In the way you say my name
On the edge of the water
She pulls the tide from under my feet
And I think I’d like to stay
On the bottom where I can pray
If I dove deep enough
Swam hard enough
Would I find the weight that
Keeps on pulling me down
If I dove deep enough
Swam long enough
If you found me
Would you just let me drown?
I’ve only got the one soul
I carved it from the waves alone
And these delicate bones were
Never built for a storm
Can you hear my heart beat?
It’s long crusted over by salt
And I wish that I could hear
Your music through my fear
We should stay
Here deep under the waves
God only knows
We’d be alright
We should stay
Washing the guilt away
Drowning in hope
But in comes the tide
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seven seas
02:44
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Honestly I find your spite so lovely,
Would you stay right here with me
Palms up, facing the sun
If only you would stay beside me,
I’d swallow all the seven seas
And the dark I’m hiding from
Because what do they know of love?
Truly you fight this war so beautifully,
Your blood running rivers and streams
And your fist held up so high
Could you tell me
Why bravado’s something
I seem only find
With you here by my side
Because what do they know of love?
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golden hour
03:30
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Grown on the edge of the ocean,
Dipped in the depths of the sea
I’m not religious but I’m hoping
That a saint will come and find me
I’ve searched these lands for a saviour
To help wash my hands so I’m clean
And when I feel hollow I remember
What the wind has whispered to me
I’ve walked to the end of this dirt road
Ever towards the late day sun
These wounds won’t heal tomorrow
But that doesn’t mean that I’m going to run
Grown on the edge of the ocean,
Dipped in the depths of the sea
I know that my hands are golden
And I’m the only one who can save me
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Kendra Lea Miller Toronto, Ontario
kendra lea miller is a songwriter, producer, and engineer. She writes queer, dark’n’dreamy synth-pop and is influenced by the universe, love/lust/loss, and feminine energy.
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