1. |
Porcelain
03:00
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At night you long for days
Your hair still there not gray gray gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for green green grass
But you still wanna grab that past
Morning day, drunk headache, rub your face, skip your eggs, make your way way way
This job you hate hate hate
Drag your feet along the street, it’s bleak just like your eyes
They’re icy eyes, they’re not the ones I liked
Work is like your new religion, praying everyday
You fall down to your knees
Every hour, every minute, at the empty alter
“Is this all that I need?”
At night you long for days
Your hair still there not gray gray gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for green green grass
But you still wanna grab that past
It’s way past eight, of course no date, too late, is this your fate to wait wait wait wait wait
This past you hate hate hate
You hated staring in each others eyes and pouring your old soul into her bowl
You say you don’t want stained porcelain
But you can’t throw it away
You keep it in, you keep it in
At night you long for days
Your hair still there not gray gray gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for green green grass
But you still wanna grab that past
At night you long for days days days
You’re dazed
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2. |
Waves
02:48
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I don’t know why I didn’t say yes
Maybe I’m still afraid to progress
Do I get to try one more time
I’d like to show myself that I’m just fine
Left me floating alone
The water’s so cold
Cut off my path to land
Please give me a hand
What would you say, if you had your way, what would you say
And what would you push away
What would you say, if you had your way, what would you say
And would you still be afraid
I like this much better
I stopped writing love letters
I found my way, ride the wave, highway to brave
If I take a trip out to sea with you
Would you stay or would you press my bruise
Crashing waves splash all over us when the sun comes down
I’m gonna wash it clean, throw the past away, this next time around
I think I made the wrong choice right
I won’t make a move, don’t know why I didn’t say
I think I made the wrong choice right
I won’t make a move, don’t know why I didn’t say
I’d like to show myself that I’m just fine
What would you say, if you had your way, what would you say, say, say
What would you say, if you had your way, what would you say
And what would you push away
What would you say, if you had your way, what would you say
And would you still be afraid
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3. |
Burn
02:32
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Fever from you, you, you
Fever from you, you, you, you, you
Fought it off
With my body, no pills here
Fought it off
With my body, no pills here
Ooh, sometimes
Wish that I could be the me that was with you
Tell me
I’m trying to learn
Does wet firewood still burn
(Fire red in bed)
(Glow like embers in the night)
(Fire red in bed)
Fever from you
Fever from you, you, you, you
Fought it off
With my body, no pills here
Fought it off
With my body, no pills here
Throw all of your words in a sea of red flames
No it isn’t you
It’s just me that has changed
Throw all of your words in a sea of red flames
No it isn’t you
There’s no one I want to blame
Ooh, sometimes
Wish that I could be the me that was with you
Tell me
I’m trying to learn
Does wet firewood still burn
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4. |
Say
02:37
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Come in my way
We all go
Right back home
No matter how long we wanted to stay
Get in my way
Go back around
Start from the front
No matter what I wanted to say
I might go back in time
And make the change
I might go back in time
And make the change
I’ll say what I wanted to say
Say
Say
Say
Say
Come in my way
We all go
Right back home
No matter how long we wanted to stay
Get in my way
Go back around
Start from the front
No matter what I wanna say
I might go back in time
And make the change
I might go back in time
And make the change
I’ll say what I wanted to say
Say
Say
Say
Say
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5. |
Bronze
02:44
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I don’t get why
Your eyes scream to me like
I won’t make it, make it, make it
Well I made it now, should I tell you how
Do you wanna stay glued
To your view
I can help you move
I still want to fold a part of you in me
Please say that you’ll be a part of my story
Bad
Made me hate you so bad
So bad
So bad
Change your ways
Please change your ways
It’s ok to be afraid
Stay the same
Please stay the same
I hate staying the same
Open your eyes
And take your own advice
Don’t you and I look alike
Let your shadow shine
Do you wanna stay glued
To your view
I can help you move
I still want to fold a part of you in me
Please say that you’ll be a part of my story
Bad
Made me hate you so bad
So bad
So bad
Change your ways
Please change your ways
It’s ok to be afraid
Stay the same
Please stay the same
I hate staying the same
Try
Try
Should I try, try
Should I try, try, try
Should I try, try
Should I try, try, try
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Black Jade Los Angeles, California
Black Jade is a Los Angeles-based music producer, vocalist, and songwriter with a sonic style that blends electronic, r&b, and indie pop. In alignment with crystal therapy, in which black jade is used to transform negativity into positivity, Black Jade hopes that her music can shift her listeners into a more positive state of mind. Black Jade is also a member of Tribe 20:4. ... more
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