1. |
Freedom
03:15
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Saturday and there’s cold rain
You’re on my mind
Don’t want to be your ball and chain
Doesn’t feel right
Cause I go on
Yeah I go on
Don’t you hate it when I go on?
Oh baby is it worth the fight?
Don’t you want...
Freedom
Doesn’t come easy
Freedom
Takes it sweet time
Freedom
Doesn’t come easy
Baby cause it’s worth the fight
Smashing plates and noise complaints
It’s just a regular night
And it feels bittersweet when you call my name
Tell me baby one more time
Cause I go on
Yeah I go on
Don’t you hate it when I go on?
Oh baby is it worth the fight?
Don’t you want...
Freedom
Doesn’t come easy
Freedom
Takes it sweet time
Freedom
Doesn’t come easy
Baby cause it’s worth the fight
Wooohoo
Yeah
Wooohoo
(GUITAR)
Woohoo
Yeah
Baby is it worth the fight?
Cause we want
Freedom
Cause we want
Freedom
Cause we want…
Freedom
Doesn’t come easy
Freedom
Takes it sweet time
Freedom
Doesn’t come easy
Baby let’s call it a night
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2. |
No Mind
03:02
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And you changed the lightbulb
And what do you know, it was bright again
And you saw the smoke detector go off
Mmmmm
And the flames grew high
We don't pay 'em no mind
And you smoked about a pack of your hand-rolled cigarettes
(of your hand-rolled cigarettes)
Mmmhmmm
And the flames grew high
We don't pay 'em no mind
SPOKEN:
911 what's your emergency?
This isn't an emergency but...
And you called the police department
And you waited quietly outside
And the flames grew high
We were playing outside
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3. |
Talking to Strangers
03:00
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We were talking to strangers
pouring out anger
saying too much
I had all the excuses
but I couldn't lose this
now I lost touch
and it hurts just a little
I think I'm mixing metaphors they call me the big dipper
the nights we spent when we're apart weave our dreams together
we're uneven, we're not severed
connected by the weather
white or green
a shade of gray
black denim or some leather
We were talking to strangers
pouring out anger
saying too much
I had all the excuses
but I couldn't lose this
now I lost touch
Knick knack knee cap smack
find fido a home
you say you need your space but also say you feel alone
bottles kept on ice and a vessel of cologne
it's unknown the scent you sent
a gallon drunk or slightly stoned
an evening with a one two punch
say you need your space but also say you feel alone
an evening with a one two punch
We were talking to strangers
pouring out anger
saying too much
I had all the excuses
but I couldn't lose this
now I lost touch
and it hurts just a little
I've said too much
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4. |
Legs
04:19
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She's shy so she's hiding her face with her legs
She wakes in the morning and cooks herself breakfast
She pours me some coffee just for the smell of it
She tells me she loves me just for the hell of it
He's high so his gaze is pointed to the ground
The afternoon comes and he reaches for water
The cat that he sees scratches his knees
He tells me he loves me just for the hell of it
And I know whenever we're together
You'll ask me to forget
Cause we know I'm always listening
A drink or two
I cannot forget the things that you said
She's shy so she's hiding her face with her legs
The nighttime it falls and she strips into trouble
And I know whenever we're together
You'll ask me to forget
Cause we know I'm always listening
A drink or two
I cannot forget the things that you said
the things that you said
She's shy so she's hiding x 4
And I know whenever we're together
You'll ask me to forget
Cause we know I'm always listening
A drink or two
I cannot forget the things that you said
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5. |
Pretty Neat, Huh?
00:12
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Pretty neat, huh?
Haha alright!
Look you can make musical out of this too
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6. |
Haunted
03:14
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Clean the bathroom just to pass the time
look myself in the mirror
take a deep breath, say I'll be alright
then I made some phone calls yeah I made some phone calls
I can no longer taste
coffee the way I once did
I'm torn up and out of place
I'm haunted
Count the tiles on the kitchen floor
help myself to some whiskey
I feel numb and yet my body is sore
so I took some phone calls yeah I took some phone calls
I can no longer taste
coffee the way I once did
I'm torn up and out of place
I'm haunted
Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
I can no longer taste
coffee the way I once did
I'm torn up and out of place
I'm haunted
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7. |
Tobacco Leaves
03:09
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I toast tobacco leaves out of grief
the wind finds a way
to blow through me
couldn't see that I was spinning
out of orbit
Wake up and check my pulse
I'm alive again
the hunger is present
treat it like a gift
I can't wrap of give
then the moment ends
I'm spent
til the morning breaks my heart again
I toast tobacco leaves out of grief
the wind finds a way
to blow through me
couldn't see that I was spinning
out of orbit
The glow from the screen it makes no sense to me
a slight of hand and eye
only our hearts know
the relationships we keep
in our waking minds
til the morning breaks my heart again
I toast tobacco leaves out of grief
the wind finds a way
to blow through me
couldn't see that I was spinning
out of orbit
I breathe in to fill my lungs
I hold the air closely
I breathe in to fill my lungs
I hold the air closely
I toast tobacco leaves out of grief
the wind finds a way
to blow through me
couldn't see that I was spinning
out of orbit
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8. |
Integrity, Man
02:59
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Sometimes people let you down
sometimes people, they skirt around
the truth and what they're telling
you're selfish yes I'm jealous
of your carelessness
I block your number in my phone
as a test to see if you would notice
a game of show and tell
I'm playing by myself
I block your number in my phone
and you can't sell a seller/cellar
to someone standing in the basement
trying to take the stairs
Sometimes people let you down
sometimes people, they skirt around
the truth and what they're telling
you're selfish yes I'm jealous
of your carelessness
I only cry when I'm alone
the lights are on, and I'm at home
I pray to something
Oh!
I only cry why I'm alone
and you can't sell a seller/cellar
to someone standing in the basement
trying to take the stairs
Sometimes people let you down
sometimes people, they skirt around
the truth and what they're telling
you're selfish yes I'm jealous
of your carelessness
Talking to myself, again
and it's making me nervous
I'm making me nervous
I'm sweating
Talking to myself, again
and it's making me nervous
I'm making me nervous
Sometimes people let you down
sometimes people, they skirt around
the truth and what they're telling
you're selfish yes I'm jealous
of your carelessness
Sometimes people let you down
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Emily Gabriele New York, New York
OMEGA MAN OUT NOW
NJ - NYC - Singer - Songwriter - Performing Artist
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