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Wound Up Tight
02:56
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You are just a stitch in the fabric of our time.
Your temperament doesn’t suit your tie.
You’re making me so. Wound up tight.
You’re making me so. Wound up tight.
You’re making me so. Wound up tight.
You are just a stitch in the fabric of our time.
Your temperament doesn’t suit your tie.
You’re making me so. Wound up tight.
You’re making me so. Wound up tight.
You’re making me so. Wound up tight.
Wound up tight.
Is it obvious. Is it obvious.
Stitch, time.
You’re making me so wound up tight.
You’re making me so wound up tight.
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Heavens Touch
04:28
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So you leave me on your nightstand.
The feeling is so cold.
And I beg, for your warmth.
Can’t see through your darkness.
The shadows of your storm.
And I run, through the smog.
Cause I’m big, I’m small.
I’ll fit where you want.
I’ll love you whole, as long.
It’s said and done.
I’m scared, you’ll run.
I need your heavens touch, around.
The hiding comes with reason.
Tense shoulders in a row.
And I sway, to calm you down.
There’s silence in your breathing.
The feeling is so thin.
And I beg, for your touch.
Cause I’m big, I’m small.
I’ll fit where you want.
I’ll love you whole, as long.
It’s said and done.
I’m scared, you’ll run.
I need your heavens touch, around.
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No Dreams of Fayres
03:21
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Scrunched up time, crashes deep.
It fills my mind, with aches and needs.
Can’t step outside, my sky’s incomplete.
I’ll live right here, between.
The duvet and the top sheet.
I don’t want to wake up, I just want to lay back down.
I know, it’s not the way I planned it.
I don’t want to need you, I just want to stay face down.
I know, it’s not the way I planned it.
No counting sheep, no dreams of fayres.
Light bending sheens, on braids of hair.
Shapes of wheels, with grooves so deep.
Myself just feels, unknown.
I’m laying here breathing.
I don’t want to wake up, I just want to lay back down.
I know, it’s not the way I planned it.
I don’t want to need you. I just want to stay face down.
I know, it’s not the way I planned it.
If I’m just here unused, will I lose track of my time.
So simple just to move, I know, it’s not the way I need it.
I don’t want to wake up, I just want to lay back down.
I know, it’s not the way I planned it.
I don’t want to need you, I just want to stay face down.
I know, it’s not the way I planned it.
If I’m just here unused.
So simple just to move.
I know, it’s not the way I planned it.
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Tallies Toronto, Ontario
“Toronto’s Tallies have been perfecting their own shimmery, jangly take on ’80s and ’90s dream-pop” STEREOGUM
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