Charlotte Martin

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Under the Gravel Skies

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The Girl I Left Behind Me

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Stromata

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Pretty Thing

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Pills

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Little Universe

Charlotte Martin none none none Don’t know exactly...

Keep Me In Your Pocket

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Days of the Week

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Cut the Cord

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Cardboard Ladders

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Bring On The Day

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Under the Gravel Skies

If you’re gone, I can still hear your voice Little voids making an anti-noise Powerless, I need to rest a while You were indelicate on my mind
But out of the black pools I’ve risen up I’ve risen up above
Do you dare there to give me your eyes? Kissing me under the gravel skies Won’t feel right if I run after you But I know one of us has to move
But out of the black pools I’ve risen up I’ve risen up above Cause I still love you I’ve risen up I’ve risen up above
Stay a while Stay til forever ends Dont give up Let the desire sink in
In this room: a door to the open road In this room: lovers cannot let go
But out of the black pools I’ve risen up I’ve risen up above Cause I still love you I’ve risen up I’ve risen up above
Out of (out of) The black pools (the black pools) I’ve risen up I’ve risen up above Cause I (cause i) Still love you (still love you) I’ve risen up I’ve risen up above

The Girl I Left Behind Me

The girl I left behind me was bad at being good
The happiest arsonist that ever was
The happiest communist that ever was

The girl I left behind me-you said she wouldn't do
I know who I want to be-I want to be like you
So why do I change myself to be worthy of you

She's a needer
A bleeder
And likes to be on top
She's a girlfriend
A whirlwind
And not so logical
But she's an ocean in motion
And magical but you won't let her shine

The girl I left behind me
We've spoken once or twice
She says I have twice her strength well isn't that nice
She says I can call her anywhere or any time

She's a needer
A bleeder
I know that says a lot and
She's a girlfriend
A whirlwind
And not so logical
But she's an ocean in motion
And magical but you won't let her shine

You watch me as I fall apart for you
Watch me as I fall apart for you
Watch me as I waste myself and I waste myself and I waste myself

The girl I left behind me
Was bad at being good
The happiest arsonist that ever was
The happiest communist that ever was

Stromata

The clues to you and I are sprawling out like roads And if we find a place for them they won’t lead home I only meant to say it once but it’s too late I’m into you and out again
The rotted love manipulates me The rotted love that twists the fates seem A bit confused by my reflection ‘Cause if we die there’s still direction and
I I you we’re not thinking my stromata I I you we’re not thinking my stromata
If I can think on purpose then you’ll be right here A paranoia got the best of what I hold dear The cold linoleum is talking up my shoes Deciphering the truth of us
And now I know what I’m about to lose Now I know what I’m about to choose Now we go for some reaction A little game of who’s distracted more and
I I you we’re not thinking my stromata I I you we’re not thinking my stromata I I you we’re not thinking my stromata
And see the disappointments walking in their line But every step they take is perfectly in time I’m singing you in every breath I’m left to heave I feel your arms surrounding me
And when I’m in a dirty river And my receiver meets her giver I set a trap to come and catch you Oh someone stop me now I can’t do this
I I you we’re not thinking my stromata I I you we’re not thinking my stromata I I you we’re not thinking my stromata I I you we’re not thinking my stromata I I we’re not thinking my stromata I I we’re not thinking my stromata I I we’re not thinking my stromata I I we’re not thinking my stromata

Pretty Thing

Am I treading in your flow well maybe I don't want to know that
We are gone before we go and you are upside down
Waiting in the sweet debris to shock you into loving me
I'm not the way I used to be and I am still alive and I am still alive

I am not your pretty thing
I am not your pretty thing
I am not your pretty thing
Your seventeen your prom queen anymore

I might be too good for you
Maybe you can get a clue
I'll never let you salt my wounds
So tell me who's pretty now
I don't know how a creep can sleep
And why your talk is always cheap
And what you're sowing you will reap
And you sure get around
You sure get around

I am not your pretty thing
I am not your pretty thing
I am not your pretty thing
Your seventeen your prom queen

And you can't have the sun as the same time as rain
Can't be wild and then be tame
Cause I just found out you were caught being nasty
With a whole lot to say a whole lot to say
That's insane that's insane that's insane

I am not your pretty thing
I am not your pretty thing
I am not your pretty thing
Your seventeen or prom queen anymore

Pills

Pills that make you think that you are happy Pills that make you think that you are sad Pills that make you love most anybody Pills that make you altogether mad
Pills that make you feel a little sleepy Pills that make you stay up way too late Pills that make your skin feel kinda creepy Pills that make your brain hallucinate
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Pills that make the boys a little frisky Pills that help the girls fight PMS Pills that make your conversation risky Pills that help you straighten out the mess
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Pills to calm your nerves when on an airplane Pills to make your acne start to fade Pills to make you rid yourself of water Pills that cause your body to retain
Pills that make you think that you’re a rockstar Pills that make you feel a bit insane Pills that make you think you’re in a movie Pills that make you stand in front of trains
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Little Universe

Don’t know exactly where I’m aiming Is this the end and the beginning I’ve gone too far You’ve gone too far
Confide your hand insides familiar You’ll say forever ’til it kills her Maybe this time It’s not goodbye But it’s not right Suck off my light
Baby please don’t lose Hope for me don’t choose Over these half-truths Or our little universe Over our little universe
Don’t think your actions go unnoticed Maybe I’ve been too optimistic Don’t beg, believe What I can’t see What you won’t see Is all that’s real
Baby please don’t lose Hope for me don’t choose Over these half-truths Or our little universe Over our little universe
Don’t know exactly where I’m aiming for Is this the end and the beginning
Baby please don’t lose Hope for me don’t choose Over these half-truths
Baby please don’t lose Hope for me don’t choose Over these half-truths Or our little universe Over our little universe Over our little universe Over our little universe

Keep Me In Your Pocket

Sharp move It’s funny how the intuition stabs you I’m headfirst diving off the plank Good morning I’m green and mean and have a thousand eyes
One small Thin line is easy to erase all I’m crossing over Jordan with the Lights off You better lock the door and not think twice
Push me deep into your English Channel Your palm sweat It isn’t all that I can handle I love you We have an understanding, natural Please baby-by Keep me in your pocket
(Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Miss it, you’re mine Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Miss it, you’re mine Yeah)
All bets off You kept your bitches in my Sweet spot (sweet, sweet spot) Well I got dibs and stitches So I feel hot (so we feel hot) You burn those Hallmark cards And keep my words
I want, wanna be your cigarette I want, wanna be your blackjack best I want, wanna be your sweater It won’t make us feel much better
(Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Yeah)
Sink your Teeth into the taste of me and Squeeze hard ‘Til you can feel me splitting and you Want more You I want you, know I wanted more
Push me deep into your English Channel Your palm sweat (sweet, sweet spot) It isn’t all that I can handle I love you (so we feel hot) We have an understanding, natural (sweet, sweet) Please baby (baby baby)
I want, wanna be your cigarette I want, wanna be your blackjack best I want, wanna be your sweater It won’t make us feel much better
(Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Don’t let the stone into the eye Grabbing my flesh Yeah)

Days of the Week

It’s Monday morning and the coffee’s on the brill The sun’s a warning, sending signals to the moon I rise and fall in my accustomed rusted habits I cant believe myself And I can hardly stand it anymore
It’s Tuesday morning I file my nails and wash my hair You’re still sleeping like I’m hardly even there The smell of tangerines are floating through the window I wonder if someday I’ll turn into your widow or your maid
It’s Wednesday morning I think you may have tried to cheat I smell the perfume on the inside of your sleeve I must admit I know I can be uite obsessive I get dramatic and I’m ready to confess it to the lord
It’s Thursday morning I could be pregnant; could be bored I want to love you I want to be the staple sword We might be out of soap or real communication And all the tricks my little brain plays on my nerves They need to end
It’s Friday morning Thank god the weekend’s almost here Let’s get some breakfast and get far away from here So I can tell you that I am a secret agent Who’s stationed in a small hotel in Southeast Asia But that’s a lie, you know I’ve never even been there I tend to get real bold with my own head and try to make you game

Cut the Cord

Big sigh on my my a mountain lion, hello Oxygen or baby this one’s gonna blow And we go up, down, up And we go up and down again Then we go down, up, down, up We go down and up again-gain-gain
Three seeds cheap of turning torture into love I wise up but it’s not me you’re thinking of Gonna hold out on me Gonna go out on her again And you go frown for sure And we’re real proud you know
And it’s the same sad love song And then it’s all right, all wrong And then we’re too weak, too strong To cut the cord
Stronghold you told me that you weren’t into storms How the sky breaks into what we should have formed But we are no cloud, no sun And we’re no rainbow that’s sure And we’re no street, no heat Just a vapor in the fog
And it’s the same sad love song And then it’s all right, all wrong And then we’re too weak, too strong To cut the cord To cut the cord
Just enough to satisfy me Just enough to gratify me Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert Just enough to satisfy me Just enough to gratify me Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert
Open books aren’t really books without the words Love’s not love if it’s not painfully absurd And then we’re hot and cold And then we’re hot and cold again And then we’re shy and bold And this is crazier as friends
It’s the same sad love song And then it’s all right, all wrong And then we’re too weak, too strong
And it’s the same sad love song And then it’s all right, all wrong And then we’re too weak, too strong To cut the cord To cut the cord To cut the cord To cut the cord

Cardboard Ladders

Ladders made of cardboard That I try to climb Up a slippery mountain With no other side
So what about this mountain Is it really there? Or am I just seeing things? There’s nothing there
So tell me What good will it be for a woman To gain the whole world And lose her soul
And all the caterpillars In their hurried piles Wanna make a million (gonna make it) They’ll have to leave behind in dust
‘Cause all our days are numbered Round and round we go In our own agendas Not recognizing gold
So tell me What good will it be for a man To gain the whole world So tell me What good will it be for a woman To gain the whole world And lose her soul
I can’t keep turning my back on I can’t keep turning my back on The horizon I can’t keep turning my back on (the horizon) I can’t keep turning my back on The horizon I can’t keep turning my back on (the horizon) I can’t keep turning my back on
Surrender Surrender Surrender Surrender Surrender
In the crooked tunnels Hallways closing in Remember where you’re going Remember where you’ve been
(Remember that I love you Remember that I love you Remember that I love you)
I’ll tell you What good could it be for a woman To gain the whole world Tell me What good will it be for a man To gain the whole world And lose his soul

Bring On The Day

When I feel like I'm falling
I'm still on my feet
Reality is calling
But that don't bother me
Cause I'm on my way, I'm OK

I'm ready to get ready
Willing to get by
Able to imagine what it's like to fly
Into the blue, it's all down too

Hey, hey, hey
Come on Bring on the day
Cause I just might get everything I need
Hey, hey, hey
Give 'em what it takes
I'm ready as I'm ever gonna be
So, bring on the day

Like a diver in the water
Everything feels slow
My car, my markiardo, it gets me in the flow
Cause I'm on my way
Whatever it takes

Hey, hey, hey
Come on bring on the day
Cause I just might get everything I need
Hey, hey, hey
Give 'em what it takes
I'm as ready as I'm every gonna be
So, bring on the day

What you get is what you see
Open up your eyes
Let it set you free
It all works out eventually
Gotta keep on keep on
I can rock, and I can roll
I know I wanna move, gotta take control
Whatch out world cause here I come
And I can't stop till I'm done

Hey, hey, hey
I'm finally on my way

Hey, hey, hey
Come on bring on the day
Cause I just might get everything I need
Hey, hey, hey
Give 'em what it takes
Cause I'm as ready as I'm ever gonna be
So, bring on the day

Gotta keep on, keep on, keep on

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