she killed herself for fame. drank a gallon of bleach so you would say her name. oh, what a shame society causes so much pain. got my ego on display. give me compliments so i can feel okay. mold me like clay. rip me apart. put me to shame. never knew happiness until i knew pain. i look for life in others but it's all the same. an hourglass looking for sand, it's plain, cause living is the hardest game.
and it's up to you. but only god knows what to do. take a walk in her shoes. you can't handle the knowledge, sing the blues. oh what is the use? it's all been done before you knew. we get to get to choose. but i've lived this life a thousand times. i don't have to listen to the lies and although i struggle i still try. regardless, i am still alive. this body's a prison and i can't hide
staying up all night with the light on, i'm part of the problem.
cove is one of the most artistic/talented people i know and also one of the only music people who stayed friends with me after the music scene here fizzled logan grant
Despite its themes of isolation and loneliness, Caroline White's latest batch of folk-pop confessionals is an LP brimming with confidence. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 7, 2019