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Bridge
01:30
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The illness is chronic
The bridges are all sunken
The trauma doesn’t stop with forgiveness
Messages go unreplied
Friendly tendrils grey then die
My back won’t straighten itself
Blame won’t stop seeping
A ship taking water in
Damp wood sputtering & killing the fire
The pills do enough
They get me out & talking
& you are enough for me or anyone if not yet you
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Yeah, we reach up for light & canopy
We work like plants climbing other plants
Who were built stronger, supporting their own weight
We weren’t made so reliable
Call me vine, call me ivy, sometimes I dream of being kudzu
Like the places we’re from, suffocation
Our parents thought we had a virus
When we tried being honest
Let’s trade who’s the vine & who’s the tree
If I could reach you past the canopy
Let’s both at least get glimpses, glimpses, glimpses
Let me be used as compost
Rather than ceremony, I’ll be useful
Remember me as what I made
‘Cause I fear who I was was broken
X2
Yeah, I think you get it
All my friends can look broken
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All your friends are straight, I don’t think I have a place
Don’t go to your shows 'cause it ain't safe out that late
You’ve got mics but no responsibility
Sometimes I need your band even if you won’t hear me
If your band broke up then that would break my heart
If your band broke up then that would break my heart
For a day
Tired of love songs, I don’t care if you’re alone
Maybe it’s your fault for never changing, bro
Sometimes I wish that that was my biggest worry
Sometimes I need your band so I can get out of my life
If your band broke up then that would break my heart
But you wouldn’t change a thing & I don’t need you
If your band broke up then that would break my heart
But you couldn’t save my life & I don’t need you
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No Recognition
03:21
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No recognition paints the outside
No depression comes with will to decide
Harmless warnings are all friends give
Nineteen headaches in a social toolshed
[chorus]
I never recognized before but it’s an awful story
I never recognized before the clothes & the space I take up
Walking naked past communications agents
Just once might transmit what I wanted
It starts awkward & it keeps breeding
I put my hands in the shit we’re eating
Maybe this one is the hopeful song
Written before I make between us all wrong
[chorus x2]
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5. |
Still Running Out
03:02
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My medical trials I’ll never get out of
Somebody’s looking after me that way
Tell me what makes my brain, it’s obvious I’m needing
Without you I might disapprove
I wanna be home, I want a shipping address for years
Don’t wanna be seen I’m not
I wanna please I’m not
I don’t wanna please I’m not
Not tired of being happy, it’s still new to me
Brooklyn doesn’t need me out, I’m quiet
Now I’m getting stuck in online personality tests
Archetypes or typo life
It’s the ones with either/or questions I’m looking out for
Like a shelf where I could stop
I wanna please I’m not
I don’t please I’m not
Am I running out or running water
Over the bruises & scratches I’ve just discovered
X4
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No Mass
04:13
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Hey driver, can you give me a ride
Don’t wanna go too far in the night
Seems like this moon is making me pissed
& the man in her is already dead
I got a lot to say but I’m not saying
[chorus]
This tongue’s already run out
A new one will have to built
I can hardly shout
No mass left but I’m still running out
Hey lover, check out my broken arm
Why’d I replace it, put myself through the harm
We’re all just dead signs in a breeze
Make a little concrete body if you need
Processing & running out but I’m not saying
[chorus]
Hey buddy, can I borrow a five
I gotta take a trip down to a dive
The only place where I can get some quiet
A place where my words ain’t gotta be so right
But I’m not saying
[chorus]
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My racist boss
Wants to call the cops
He votes Democrat
I know I could’ve too
I’m know I’m not & I don’t got an answer
Things could always be worse
Things could always be worse
Except for now
Things could always be worse
Except for now
Except for now
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8. |
Bridge 2
06:19
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If I could bridge my heart
To my body, then your body
My heart to your heart
Then the world
Would you get my suspicion
Would I earn some hard-fought grace
Would we both find inner harbors of forgiveness
Or amplify our rage
I wanna love & be loved & learn
When I get old
But the past is a trash fire
I can't put out on my own
So I'm telling you & I'm telling me now
[chorus:]
If you can't listen you aren't shit
If I won't listen to you, I'm not even as good as shit but I'll learn
If you aren't willing, don't try to offer me a damn thing
I'd rather drink my own piss & blood than take your water
I named my band after my eating disorder
I held it close it made me feel like a girl
It took me five years to realize I could treat myself better
You're telling me you think my name's cute
I don't wanna hear what you think I look like
That ain't yours to decide, I shape my own self
I know I can see some of me in you
But please get to know me first
When wounds match with wounds I can't protect myself
[chorus]
If I could bridge my heart
To my body, then your body
My heart to your heart
Then the world
x4
(backing vocals last time:)
Twin trauma robots
We burn ourselves out
We could fuel each other
Or explode into something
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9. |
Passionate Kisses
02:34
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Little Waist Brooklyn, New York
RIP this band is over
queercore/alt-country group from Brooklyn, NY, aiming straight at yr
heart
littlewaistband@gmail.com for contact/booking/feelings
Little Waist is Audrey Zee Whitesides plus friends and collaborators
... more
Little Waist recommends:
You Shouldn't Be Here
by Cutting Room Floor
best band in the world
go to album
I Used To Believe In The West
by Songs For Moms
one of my 5 favorite albums / Molly from this band now performs as Hot Tears, similarly wonderful
go to album
Protection Fruit (Split w/ April Mei)
by Audrey Otherway
this is Audrey's solo stuff plus solo songs by Ana MeiLi of Cutting Room Floor
go to albumIf you like Little Waist, you may also like:
Minimal post-punk with a potent message from Melbourne.
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