Bruised Skies

by Flamingo Pink!

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released 26 September 2014

All songs created, performed and recorded by Megan Burns

Cover art photos by Joey Hart

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Track Name: Xerox Machine
Let it in
let it in
let it in
let it go

Let it go

Let me in
let me in
let me in
let me go

Keep your hands to yourself

Falling asleep in the xerox machine
Humming the tune of slow motion kidnappings
Handcuffed both the bed and the sleep that dreams there
You're on my list of things to fall into before I die
We may all wanna change our minds after all
Til then we're wearing boots, drinking tea, shedding skin writing novels All at the same time
Track Name: Tangled
Tangle me real good

Pulling thread
from my head

And what doesn't kill us
Makes us wonder

How much longer
do we have to do this

And what doesn't kill us
makes us wonder
Track Name: Same Same
We all take the same drugs
We all cut the same paper
We all hold the same hands
We all fuck the same

Here take my mouth
Use my words
I don't mind
Here take my mouth
Use my words
I don't really mind

We all want the same things
We all sing the same old songs
Come on run away with me

Here take my mouth
Use my words
I don't mind
Here take my mouth
Use my words
I don't really mind

We all fuck the same
Track Name: Lie Down
If I wanted you to know
I would have told you everything
If I wanted you to know
I would have shown you all the marks on me

If I wanted you to see
I would have turned to face you
If I wanted you to hear
I would have whispered in your ear

You always said that I could lie
Did you just mean that I could lie down
You always said that I could lie
Did you just mean that I should lie down

Oh baby oh baby
You know that I'm crazy
For you
Track Name: Bruised Skies
This bruised sky
mediocre dinners
They made us promise
not to choose a winner

How could we help ourselves
You gave us no tools

These bruised eyes
and hopeless after parties
You made me promise
not to lose my keys

How could I help myself
Around you
Track Name: Derelict
Derelict lict boys in lipstick high heels skirts yeah
Proud to be gold moving up sit stand around flirt yeah

I wish to be simple
Warm hands on my thighs
Breathing in just to breathe in
Raised arms to the sky

Derelict shit tongue in cheek sneak peek total recall yeah
Proud to be old moving in sweet dreams catch me while I fall yeah

I wish to be simple
Warm hands on my thighs
Breathing in just to breathe in
Raised arms to the sky

Breathing in just to breathe in
Raised arms to the sky