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Bottleblonde (demo)
03:57
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Yellow and red across the road
A dog on the other side of the door
I bleached my hair in Indiana
Rented a house in December
Made up of newspapers and memories
From a marketplace ad in 1916
I don’t know at what point I got so old
With a gun to my head, death in a hospital bed, and a baby that’s never born
Will I ever be fulfilled
Born from love, ready to kill
Wings beginning to tear
Teary eyed, weary highs
All goodbyes, so long, farewell
Mirroring, appearing
The robbers from the crime scene
Taking my life, picking their fights
I’d punch you if I could
Would you do the same
Break a glass, leave a flask
Burn a hole, leave a mask
Swim under sun
Stay until dawn
Drown at noon
Over soon
Wings beginning to tear
Weary eyed, tears dried
All goodbyes, so long, farewell
Wings beginning to tear
Teary eyed, weary highs
All goodbyes, so long, farewell
Yellow and red across the road
A dog on the other side of the door
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Sad Clown (demo)
03:48
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when you read to me
so I can fall asleep
so I can have some dreams that'll wake me up in the middle of the night
and when you sleep next to me
my pillow underneath your head
you hope ill be having better dreams
and when I buy a glass to fill with all my pain
I know I pinky promised but ill always be the same
and when she invites me to the bathroom I cant refuse
but when the sun comes up ill wish I had said ive had enough
now im coming down,
the stairs
tripping everywhere
my apology doesn't mean anything
sitting shotgun in your car
cant make it very far
one of these days I swear im gonna change
but not today
please not today
when you read to me so I can fall asleep
so I can have some dreams
I won't wake up in the middle of the night
and when you sleep next to me
my pillow underneath your head
ill be having better dreams
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All or Nothing (demo)
03:07
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Time and time again
I make the same mistakes again
but I know
I fucked it up this time
Maybe I should run away
but they’ll never let me on a plane
so I’ll climb up your fire escape this time
All or nothing
It’s a fond farewell
I need something to escape myself
All or nothing
It’s a fond farewell
I need something to escape myself
I knew I was poison
I thought
Everyone was heaven-sent
Maybe I just need some new friends
Stay up late
playing cards
until we were crossed like stars
and I
left before morning again
All or nothing
It’s a fond farewell
I need something to escape myself
All or nothing
It’s a fond farewell
I need something to escape myself
Watch you live your hot romances
wondering when our chance is to get out
Get out
All or nothing
It’s a fond farewell
I need something to escape myself
All or nothing
It’s a fond farewell
I need something to escape myself
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Rose Bud Chicago, Illinois
Howdy.
I'm Rose Bud, a singer-songwriter, baby blue guitar playing, brutally honest lyricist. I've been told
I make music for crying or making out to.
Chicago.
BAD JOKES EP OUT NOW.
she/her.
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