1. |
Villain
03:18
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I look in the mirror he says
fat's no feeling
but I'm going through this hell
and I'm losing to myself
If used is no emotion
and it's just an adjective
why's it burning on my tongue
every word that I've become
My reflection's a villian
and it knows
what i hate to hear
it's in my head
not whispering in my ear that
this is my feeling, oh
my reflection is a villian
oh it loves to see me struggle
I won't give it satisfaction
how can i bring myself down further
when I'm already drowning
maybe I wanna show these bones
'cuz I'm not happy in this skin
maybe I wanna do some damage to myself
'cuz I can't do it to him
My reflection's a villain
and it knows
what i hate to hear
it's in my head
not whispering in my ear that
this is my feeling, oh
my reflection is a villain
My reflection is a villain
like so many of them are
amplifying imperfections
and attentive audience
as you tear yourself apart
down from your head deep to your core
look for beauty 'cuz there's more to you
than the mirror shows
there's go to be more to you
than the mirror shows
My reflection's a villain
and it knows
what i hate to hear
it's in my head
not whispering in my ear that
this is my feeling, oh
my reflection is a villain
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2. |
Love You Tomorrow
02:20
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In the morning you'll apologize
And tell me you were wrong
Next evening take me out
all dressed up like your showdog
you'll smile so that I'll forget
the moment the counter buckled
your smile faltered and your knuckles bled
But how can I forget
I can't love you tonight
but I will tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, fall back in love tomorrow
I can only break so many times
'Til the pieces fit no more
can only fake so many smiles
scars piling up on the ones you left before
But if you say you care
you have to mean it
you promised me and so
I can't love you tonight
But I will tomorrow
tomorrow, tomorrow
Fall back in love tomorrow
Fall back in love tomorrow
I'll fall back in love tomorrow
tomorrow
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3. |
Remorse
05:06
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We should be asleep
says my weary heart
to my aching bones
at ten to three
you must be lonely there
unforgiving concrete walls
the bars shadowed on your face
made you look almost animal
Am I supposed
to bring you home
Am i supposed
to hold your hand
you made the first mistake
will i make the second
for failing to understand
am i supposed
to love you again
do you know that she weeps for you
mascara stained cheeks
she can't bear to hear your voice anymore
anymore anymore anymore
(Am I supposed)
Am I supposed
to bring you home
am i supposed
to hold your hand
you made the first mistake
will i make the second
for failing to understand
am i supposed
to love you again
remorse is for the weak you said
you lift your chin so high above your head
you said you said you said you said
remorse is for the weak you said
you life your chin to high above your head
Am I supposed
to bring you home
am i supposed
to hold your hand
you made the first mistake
will i make the second
for failing to understand
Am I supposed
to bring you home
am i supposed
to hold your hand
you made the first mistake
will i make the second
for failing to understand
am i supposed
to love you again
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4. |
Pills and Wedding Rings
03:18
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Lace dragging on the floor
A drooping string of pearls
She's no one's little girl
The makeup hides
A saddened, stained face
Ain't she a beautiful disgrace
They made it so far
falling broken head over broken hearts
but if forever was really meant to be
how come all they had
was pills and wedding rings
A cliche on her wrists
a tremble in her lungs
labored breaths and shaking hospital beds
we should have a better reason to be here by now
But instead of building family or a home
I'm still pleading for your safety
from your padded cell's phone
darling are you listening
They made it so far
falling broken head over broken hearts
but if forever was really meant to be
how come all they had
was pills and wedding rings
I suppose I should've known
this love was just a bandaid
a momentary high 'til you rip me off the next day
But if I left a mark, then that's enough
Oh and if I helped your heart
then that's enough for me
If forever was really meant to be
how come all they had
was pills and wedding rings
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5. |
That'll Be Ok
03:09
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It's hard to know that
you're strong for holding back
when your hands are shaking
And if counting blessing
is such a virtue, then
I guess I was mistaken
To line my problems
up like pills
on the dining room table
if only you were able
to say
that it'll be ok
It'll be ok
I overestimated my ability
to hold this conversation
when the elephant in the room
is lodged down my throat
but i don't wanna choke
on these words
I can't apologize
I'm not fixable
I never had a virus-scanner
in my skull
Tomorrow might not be
a better day for me
And that'll be ok
That'll be ok (x2)
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6. |
43720 (Re-Recorded)
04:27
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He told me it's my fault
for turning him on
he said it felt so right
when i said it was wrong
his hands were cold
and his heart was frozen
when his lips slammed on mine
i closed my eyes
and held the screams inside
Chorus:
oh can i still wear white
on my wedding day
though no shower's gonna wash
the cheap feelings away
i kept laughing to nurses
pretending this never happened
but they gave me a form that says
how much im damaged
number 43720
he got a slap on the wrists
after clutching mine
guess even justice
needs a day off sometimes
i had surrounding support
but it was never enough
when the 3am nightmares come
i'm still alone when i wake up
so how can i reach out for help
when i still have trouble trusting myself
with myself
(Chorus)
i know there's a light
somewhere in this
but for now i'll blend in better
with the rain
please don't
expect a smile for a while
just like i won't expect you
to know what to say
or understand my pain
but im gonna still wear white
on my wedding day
though no shower's gonna wash
the cheap feelings away
so to the numbers and the nameless
the victims truly blameless
lets not hate these bodies
we did nothing wrong
we already suffered too long
and it was not our fault
it was not our fault
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AliZ Boston, Massachusetts
Hello! My name's Alessandra, Ali for short. I was born in Paris, though raised primarily in Massachusetts. I found my love for music at age 11, and began songwriting at Berklee College of Music. I tend to write storytelling songs, and songs that raise awareness or create an impact in some way. I hope my music speaks to you<3 ... more
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