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Better Days
03:12
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Run away into the woods
Find a place upon a hill and
Sing a song to trees in time
And sing a song to call it mine
Step by step I follow suit
Chasing winds along the streams
Bringing life to hollow lives
And taking love in lonely times
I don’t wanna, if I don’t gotta, live to breathe another day
But I’ve just gotta, if I wanna, see myself in better days
No I don’t wanna, if I don’t gotta, live to preach your rules of life
So I’m gonna, ‘cause I need to, live my life in my own way
You’ve cast weights upon your feet
Tied yourself to jobs you hate
Put your wealth before your needs
And thrown your love in pointless deeds
I don’t wanna, if I don’t gotta, live to breathe another day
But I’ve just gotta, if I wanna, see myself in better days
No I don’t wanna, if I don’t gotta, live to preach your rules of life
So I’m gonna, ‘cause I need to, live my life in my own way
Now I’m free to be me
Sing a song to call it mine
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Six Points
03:36
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Six points lined on a map and we’re searching
Looking for something to find in
Your heart and my heart and our lives
Are twisting and watching
Six steps to the doorway and back and we’re undressed
Watching exposed to the landmines
Of the earth and the sky and the moonlight
While the rain crashes down and you’re beautiful
Oh
Step by step we dare and we dance with our hearts in time
You’re not insane, oh, but say it in vein
This is wrong, but it’s right
Toying with the mind of the unsatisfied
Oh
I keep a fire burning with a guitar and a songbook
You’re light years away, but if you called I’d warp to you
If we snuck around at midnight, would you call me out in spotlight?
Would you call it game over if I told you?
If I told you, would you freeze?
If I told you, would you sneeze?
If I told you, would you heave?
If I told you, would you leave?
I keep a fire burning with a guitar and a songbook
You’re light years away, but if you called I’d warp to you
If we snuck around at midnight, would you call me out in spotlight?
Would you call it game over if I told you?
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Smile
04:12
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Breaking, down in a dirt pit
Seething, falling to nothing
What the hell am I doing?
What the fuck am I saying?
I’m stifled by the shit he said but I’m out of tolerance
You’re not enough
I’m not enough
His voice, he’s going far, I mean…
At least I’m pretty
Is this all I am to you?
Is that what I’m worth to you?
Fuck this
I don’t have the breath for it
I’ll force a smile, won’t make a scene, and walk away
How many times will this go on before it kills me?
If it’s a battle between lovers, I’d rather
Face my maker
Is this all I am to you?
Is that what I’m worth to you?
Is that what you want from me?
That’s not what you’ll get from me
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4. |
Storm in a Teacup
04:18
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While the rain tumbles down on the roof outside
And the thunder rumbles rougher than the wind in the sky
There’s a canyon and it sits in unfinished business
Makin’ me wonder if this is more than just a habit
But the thing, you see, is she wouldn’t have it any other way
My love, it’s been a long time and a lot of things changed
We made friends and we danced in our separate ways
Ain’t it funny, how it landed, with them always leaning closer?
Do you think they see how she’s a storm in a teacup?
But the thing, you see, is I think they don’t have it
The thing, you see, is I think she wants to have it this… way
I’m sick of it!
Oh...
My friend, just take a second look, can you see a pattern?
They’re kicking you down and blaming you for the damage
Its’s a game she plays, like a school bully
Bustin' our asses ‘cause we called out the bullshit
But the thing, you see, is she’s a textbook narcissist
The thing, you see, is she wants a world spinning round… her
She’ll probably love this song
She’s a storm in a...
Take it from me!
She’ll take your hand and break your fingers in her fist
With a pang of envy she will chisel at your wrists
She’ll say that she’s a friend, but she’s just full of shit
So take your leave of her and make something
For you...
She’s a storm in a teacup
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The Straw
04:20
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So I saw you in the straw
Nose was wiggling, eyes were watching me
Although you’re small, you breathe, you feel
Although you’re small, you are worth it to me
I see your face as they arrive
I feel your pain, the fear to die
But they don’t care about your life
It’s for the taste, the greed and the pride
Oh
They don’t care if you live or die
There’s only one thing on their mind
Your life for taste, for fun and games
For greed, for pride, money and fame
Their actions feed a habit bred throughout time
Their hearts divided, minds corroded
But they won’t care about your life
It’s for their taste, their greed, their pride
Oh
And they don’t care if you live or die
There’s only one thing on their mind
Your life for taste, for fun and games
For greed, for pride, money and fame
And they don’t care about your life
There’s only one thing on their mind
Your life for taste, for fun and games
For greed, for pride, money and fame
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Steph Bitter Bendigo, Australia
An authentic and down-to-earth storyteller, singer/songwriter Steph Bitter sits beautifully within her alternative, folk, indie and rock influences. From the warm, dulcet tones of Missy Higgins to the anarchic urgency of Delores O’Riordan, her melodies ignite a journey reflecting on life’s soaring highs and solemn lows. Steph’s music is described as, “intimate, personal, and gorgeously dynamic.” ... more
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