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There's no point in getting better
You just keep changing with the weather
It's alright if we're together
You just keep changing with the weather
In the night it's rainfall
In the day I'm grateful
For you, you're like Mother Nature
You're like Mother Nature
It's getting hot and I'm trying to keep cool
And you're like water, yeah I need you
Summer winter fall and the spring too
Please don't switch on me like the seasons
There's no point in getting better
You just keep changing with the weather
It's alright if we're together
You just keep changing with the weather
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Get With It
03:55
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I get a rush when I see you do what you're doing to me
It makes me wonder what to say
But other times I know you're on a lower level, baby
Get on mine, or just get away
Emotions tumble and collide
I have to make sure my outside
Is different from my inside
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Can you hear me now
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Or get out of town
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Everything I say
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Or just get away
I have my needs and they are totally important, baby
All that should go without saying
If you don't realize that they don't make me extra, baby
I guess I'll have to keep you waiting
It's your responsibility
To get with all that makes up me
One two three four
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Can you hear me now
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Or get out of town
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Everything I say
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Or just get away
Emotions tumble and collide
I have to make sure my outside
Is different from my inside
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Can you hear me now
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Or get out of town
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Everything I say
Get with it, get with it, get with it
Or just get away
Or just get away
Or just get away
Or just get away
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KBB
02:47
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Too busy floating around
Scared of going under
Try to keep me on the ground
When I feel like losing hope again
I can find your number
Bring me back to a ten
What used to be is unraveling
But in between isn't what it seems
And even when walls are caving in
I'll smile of course, but it's fine because
You are with me
You are with me
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4. |
An F in Shop
03:32
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Try and fail to get me out the basement
Took the pills away from me again
I should be so many things, but I'm not, so here we are
I feel like such a burden to my friends
The best of times, I'm nothing but a robot
Programmed with some phrases, I'll recite them on cue
Weather's nice, you look okay, how was the doctor yesterday
Talking just for talking's sake and none of it's true
Take a shot every time I've lied and told you I was fine
You'll lose track and fade to black, that black is my world
Got an F in shop and realized it meant me
In the flashbulb, darkness lurks and nothing about me works
Tearing out my skin till I bleed
Would I give up all I love to be a different breed
And people dare to call my suffering beautiful
But there ain't anybody I would wish this shit on
There's nothing as magical as Hilltop Mall at 6:30
When you're having a depressive episode, and want to be alone
Hid my F in shop from my parents and friends
Threw it in the food court fountain where the coins became stones
It cries when I do something with my life
It tries to fuck me over one more time
In fact, it hates what I'm doing now
Get a grip, you need to stop
All you have's an F in shop
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5. |
Afrodisiac
03:30
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Liv: guitar/vox
Terri: drums
Originally by Brandy
Recorded, mixed and mastered at Women's Audio Mission in San Francisco, CA by Kelley Coyne
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Little Debbie and the Crusaders Oakland, California
Oakland’s very own sugary power duo
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2 non-binary kids playing for the revolution!
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