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Big Boned
03:39
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Wednesday, bleeding into Thursday
Trying to find the right time to go outside again
Monday, pushing into Sunday
Time to go to work again pretend to be OK
Do a bad job, asked what's wrong
Mouth opens up, sings the safe ground
I didn't sleep well, my body's been ill
my money is a mess, I've got some work stress
I'm not mad I'm big boned
I'm not mad I'm big boned
Weigh in, first thing in the morning
Naked, with your shoes off
Did you keep your mouth shut enough this week
Will you keep your mouth shut enough next week
What a bad job, you did your body wrong
If you were smaller you might get to be loved
But you're not bad, you're big boned
You're not bad, you're big boned
We all know that we'll turn on her when she puts the weight back on
Cos it's for her own good, it's for her own good, it's for her own good
You can't medicate, this type of hate away
This is not a game any of us are winning
And you are a body waging war on itself
There's nowhere to be exiled to
There's nowhere to retreat to
I think we know when we turn on her it'll keep us all in line
But it's for our own good, it's for our own good, it's for our own good
We're not bad we're big boned
We're not bad we're big boned
I'm not mad I'm big boned
I'm not mad I'm big boned
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Shouting through walls
03:29
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I hear things on the radio they get mis-stored as images
I look at them when I have nothing left to say
You visit me in the bar in my dream where we are always drinking but I'm never drunk and you are always, always about to leave
I have been shouting through walls, oh I have been swallowing pebbles,
coughing up sand
I have been grinding my teeth, to the tune of a marching band
I have been tripping up over latin and I've been shouting through walls
I see traces everywhere, I send postcards to a past
Waiting just to get one back to prove it's not dead
You're still losing my sleep, let's take that flight from Gatwick
I'm only just holding on to my name
I have been shouting through walls, oh I have been swallowing pebbles,
coughing up sand
I have been grinding my teeth, to the tune of a marching band
I have been tripping up over latin and I've been shouting through walls
If you've been taking these pills for a year and half
you should probably know what colour they are but no
I just don't have the time to take this in
I see you because I'm looking for you
You find me because I let you
In the end, it all comes down, to where I place the blame
I have been shouting through walls, oh I have been swallowing pebbles,
coughing up sand
I have been grinding my teeth, to the tune of a marching band
I have been tripping up over latin and I've been shouting through walls
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No world but here
02:32
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We say that this town is built on a floodplain
But I think that really we're living under water
And one day I'll surface in Bristol or Brighton
I'll empty my lungs and try to describe it
But it will be hazy and oxygen depleted
And all I will manage is to say
There was no world but there
No world but there
No world but there
We know that this house was built as a laundry
But I think that sometimes I treat it like a chapel
And one day I'll wake up in a one bedroom apartment
I'll grow a new heart and I'll say
It felt like there was no world but there
No world but there
No world but there
I know that something's not better than nothing
And I know you would say you never meant to use me
But I don't believe you and in that I'm drowning
And maybe one day that will change but today all I can say is
There is no world but here
No world but here
No world but here
We say that this town is built on a floodplain
But I think that really we're living under water
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Powys Sky
02:11
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Powys Sky, you've seen me panic, one too many times
I always say I'm gonna go, oh oh
I always say I'm gonna go and then I never go, I never go
I know, the Dyfi doesn't need me when she's holding me
But I, I'm riverfed, none the less
When I get to him I am so tired I ignore every sign
There were safer places to lie down, but that's the one TV tells me to find, every time
Powys Sky, you've seen me losing it at least a thousand times
You're always threatening to fall, oh oh I always think you're gonna fall but then you never fall, you never fall
I know, the Dyfi doesn't notice when I'm not there
But when I'm not riverfed, I am less
When I get to him I am so tired I ignore every sign
There is never space for me to stand, but maybe that part of the plan is mine, every time
Powys Sky, you won't believe me but that one, was the last time
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Mim Davies England, UK
Singer/Songwriter from Sussex, living in Mid Wales.
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