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The third track from Don't Let It Go To Your Head.
lyrics
Brother Sam: (Intro)
Yeah, Maddie Bloom, I bet all the chicks will love this!
Just, don't let it go to your head. Yeah.
Brother Sam:
By the time that I met her, she was all ready hammered. That didn't really matter, cuz I never thought to nail her.
For her eyes id compromise, before they drive me insane, a smile I would die for, a wild thing in pain.
Maddie Bloom:
i woke up with the birds and not a dollar to my name
there's living life and living large; to me it's all the same
my baby, she's a firework; she likes to sing me gospel
a rolling stone with brown eyes, locked in a time capsule
Brother Sam:
Asked what she smoked, shoved a clove in my way, inhaled a deep breath and blew it on her face.
Then She asked me my name and I repeated Casey, she called me brother sam, yeah that's it baby!
Maddie Bloom:
i spend way too many minutes watching episodes of daily grace
there's days that go by that i never see my own face
not that i mind; even broken records sound divine
go satisfy your own life, i'll keep running train on mine.
Maddie Bloom: (Chorus/ Hook)
So, take your time.
and try and find
your island in the sun
your lost semantics
I'm a liar for fun
I'm a torn romantic
Just, take your time...
Brother Sam:
This is for the peacock chick with those colors on her wrist. You're cute when you bitch, it's the music I'll admit it.
But never to your face, in reality I love you, I'll admit that too. What the fuck I got to lose?
Maddie Bloom:
today i wrote a couple verses and then turned them into airplanes
my ex used to tell me that's what makes me so insane
that i can't believe in anything that i can't hold within my hand
but she had no space to speak; she's as real as tupac as a hologram
Brother Sam:
Five days of summer, slept on different couches, a 60 day dream.. And I still remember all of it.
It rings in my ears, the days that we had, bride wars in your dorm, kissing on your bed. Yupp.
Maddie Bloom:
For 500 days we thought we had it figured out,
but when your so far north things can only travel south
as if negligence was something that was meant to be admired
she complained the rooms too cold so I set that shit on fire.
Maddie Bloom: (Chorus/Hook)
credits
from
Don't Let It Go To Your Head,
released July 20, 2012
Beat and composition produced by Maddie Bloom, writing by Brother Sam and Maddie Bloom.
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