1. |
Closer
03:13
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Come a little bit closer to the edge
come a little bit closer I promise I won’t let go
come a little bit closer to the brink
come a little bit closer don’t let yourself think too much
Hmmm, mmmm
Come a little bit closer to the light
Think a little bit harder about what you might do
Come a little bit closer to the truth
Come a little bit closer to what scares you most about you
And then fly, fly
And then fly
Come a little bit closer to the now
Come a little bit closer to how you would like to be
And then fly, fly
And then fly, fly
Cause it is a short scream between 25 and 17
And there is a fine line between experience and wasted time
So come a little bit closer, come a little bit closer
Come a little bit closer, come a little bit closer
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2. |
First Time
03:12
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I’ll be getting home soon
And I hope you’re not there,
So I don’t have to hear you whisper
How much you care.
And I’ll be in the bathtub
Wishing I could swim
Away from when this pain became
Indifference,
Cause nothing really hurts as much
as the first time.
Nothing really hurts as much
as the first time.
I’ve been sitting softly
Aware that I’m awake,
Dreaming of the moment
I choose which hand to play.
Cause nothing really hurts as much
as the first time.
Nothing really hurts as much
as the first time.
We used to be much better friends.
I’ll be getting home soon,
And I hope you’re asleep
So we don’t have to finally
Admit defeat.
Cause nothing really hurts as much
as the first time.
Nothing really hurts as much
as the first time.
Cause nothing really hurts as much
as the first time.
Nothing really hurts as much
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3. |
Sweeter than You
03:18
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You hit me with a clean shot
Then you went and called it off
You left me with an empty heart
All over again
You told me it was best this way
I guessed I didn’t have a say
You told me it would do me good
So I said what I should
But now I wonder if you see
Just what you’re missing
Cause the boys I’m kissing
Taste sweeter than you,
Sweeter than you.
You left me with that sour grin
Disdain dripping off your chin
With no recourse for my grieving
All over again
So now I wonder if you see
Just what you’re missing
Cause the boys I’m kissing
Taste sweeter than you,
Sweeter than you
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4. |
Three Years
04:22
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Do you feel it too?
Do you feel it too?
I remember the first time he held my hand
Across the table
Nervous he’d kiss me, until he did
4am so sweet and so tired my breath felt mentholated, looking at him
Looking at him from across the kitchen
wishing I could fall in love for the first time
all over again
I won’t try anything too soon
but don’t you feel it?
Cause my breath comes weak
but my body speaks
fluently
of this feeling
Cause my breath comes weak
but my body speaks
fluently
of this feeling
Did you sleep well?
There’s not much more I can tell you
about how three years just slipped by.
Thank you for our time.
Do you feel it too?
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Julia Anrather Brooklyn, New York
NYC native Julia Anrather is a singer/songwriter who put out her first few singles on Soundcloud in 2015 where they were discovered by Refinery29, who asked her to “give us more, please”. She obliged and in 2017 put out her first EP, Quentin. Julia has spent the past two years writing + recording and she’ll be releasing new songs in fall 2019 produced by Benamin of IGBO. ... more
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