1. |
Broke, Stoned & 23
03:40
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You are a storm cloud
full of salty water
even in the darkness
I was not to falter
I don’t think of you as the enemy
I only wish that i was
Broke stoned and 23
Not trying to hurt nobody
Holding all the best intentions
We are done for baby
But oh did we have a good thing
I am a bundle of nerve endings
Can i help it if i like the beginning
I dont think of time as the enemy
I only wish that i was
Broke stoned and 23
Holding all my best intentions
Can we do our best to just not mention it again
We are done for baby
But oh did we have a good thing
When you were drowning
I kept my hands in my pockets
Kept my feet dry
Your head underwater
You could count on me to change the subject
Maybe someday I’ll throw you a line
I wish that I was broke and stoned and 23
I wish that I was all alone with nobody
You are a storm cloud
full of salty water
even in the darkness
I was not to falter
The earth is spinning around effortlessly
How I wish that I was broke stoned and 23
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2. |
Grey Sky Blue
03:30
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A little wine drunk and you’re laughing at the party
Just for awhile i’ll pretend you’re happy
A fish out of water gasping for breath
Try to play it cool but you die a little death
So what’s it worth to you
To try to paint a grey sky blue
You’re my shelter you are turning in
And all I want is the breeze upon my skin
I could take you to the playa down in Mexico
That ain't gonna help it we both already know
We can sell all our furniture and hit the open road
Put the lightning in a bottle yeah the kind we had before
So what’s it worth to you
To try to paint a grey sky blue
You’re my shelter you are turning in
And all I want is the breeze upon my skin
I want lightning in a bottle
I want lightning in a bottle
I want lightning in a bottle
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3. |
Lock Up My Heart
04:57
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You and I been friends
Since we were 17
Never more than a kiss between you and me
Kept it casual never crossed that line
So why do I get butterflies
Knowing I’m gonna see you tonight
You will never be mine
I will never be yours
I’m sorry darling but you’re just
not what I’m looking for
You will never be mine So i gotta
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
my baby’s home
and she’s counting on me
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
my baby’s home
and she’s counting on me
Held my gaze just a little too long
Was it me or were you coming on strong
You could put your hands all over me
But I’d go home to her and I would lose a little sleep cause
You will never be mine
I will never be yours
sorry darling but you're just not what I'm looking for
You will never be mine so I gotta
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
my baby’s home
and she’s counting on me
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
my baby’s home and
she’s counting on me
so fine, so fine
just when I wasn't looking
so fine
keep myself on the straight and the narrow
but you're making it hard, you're making it hard for me
so fine, so fine
just when I wasn't looking
keep myself on the straight and the narrow
but you're making it hard, you're making it hard for me
so fine,
keep myself on the straight and the narrow
but you're making it hard
cross past lives
you've been in my dreams
let's make space for you and
crack the world up, open wide
we could learn to fly, fly away tonight
You will never be mine
I will never be yours
sorry darling but you're just not what I'm looking for
You will never be mine so I gotta
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
my baby’s home and
she’s counting on me
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
my baby’s home and
she’s counting on me
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
Lock up my heart
Throw away the key
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4. |
War in the Living Room
06:06
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There’s a war in the living room
There’s a standoff in the kitchen
Something wrong with you
I’m a wolf in sheep’s clothing
There’s a war on
there’s a war on
There’s a standoff
There’s a standoff
Get your hands off
Get your hands off
That loaded gun
There’s a war in the living room
Like I was ten years old again
When I done all I can do
That’s when you sink your teeth in
There’s a war on
there’s a war on
There’s a standoff
There’s a standoff
Get your hands off
Get your hands off
That smoking gun
I’m not mine anymore
I’m not mine anymore
Just adrift in the universe
I’m not mine anymore
War
War
War
You’re an outlaw
You’re an outlaw
I’m a quickdraw
I’m a quickdraw
And I can’t wrap my mind round what I just have done
There’s a war on
There’s a war on
There’s a standoff
There’s a standoff
Get your hands off that bloody gun
Just adrift in the universe
Just adrift in the universe
Just adrift in the universe
Just adrift in the universe
I... I will follow you down
I will follow you down
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5. |
Best Friends
01:53
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Sitting on my front porch
Wishing you were here
We could tear it up
Like we did last year
Oh yeah we’re wasted
In Nashvegas
We’re best friends
Chillin in the parking lot
Toyota we hotboxed
And I wish you were around
pick me up every time I’m down
Oh yeah we’re stoners
A bit hungover
We’re best friends
Bah Ba Bu Bah
Bah Ba Bu Bah
Bah Ba Bu Bah
Bah Ba Bu Bah
Yeah let’s face it
We ain’t winning Nobel peace prize
Yeah We’re freebasing
Yeah We’re half wasted
We’re best friends
Chillin on the roof deck
Trying to come off of it
The city looks perfect from up here
Yeah we’re in Brooklyn
Taking other people’s prescriptions
Oh Yeah I don’t think we have a clue what we’re doing
But let’s talk about it
I would die for you
Cause we’re best friends
Whatever you want we’re friends
We’re best friends
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6. |
Eastside
03:22
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After this I’m going back to the eastside
I’m not built for the downtown life
No it’s not for me
Verse higher sing
After this I’m going back to the eastside
I’m not built for the condo life
No it’s not for me
Don’t you ever come to mind cause
You broke my heart and I can’t take the time
Bed’s too big without you, Bed’s too big without you
You’re my little love, You’re my little love
After this
I’m going back to the eastside
I’m not fit for a glass high rise
No it’s not for me
After this I’m going back to the eastside
I’m not hanging with the suit and ties
No I wanna be free
Don’t you ever come to mind cause
You broke my heart and I can’t take the time
You’re my little love, You’re my little love
Give a little love, Give a little love
Just a little love till you get enough
You’re my little love, You’re my little love
Give a little love, Give a little love
Just a little love till you get enough
Cause I can’t sleep
I’m going back to the eastside
Don’t you ever come to mind cause
You broke my heart and I can’t take the time
Bed’s too big without you, Bed’s too big without you
Band back Bed’s too big without you, Bed’s too big without you
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7. |
Condo
03:46
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On our first date
Took you to the hip bicycle place
They got priced out
Pretty sure it’s a condo now
Pretty sure it’s a condo now
With my fresh eyes
Fell in love like it was the first time
Single speed
We were twin wheels downhill flying
Pretty sure i’m a monster now
Full moon and the truth comes out
Pretty sure im a monster now
I don’t sleep much these days
Clouded mind in perpetual haze
Hackles up and your claws out
Sooner or later lay your weapons down
Sooner or later lay your weapons down
Tequila be the wind beneath my wings
Tequila may not fix a thing
But the neon lights up your face
Like we were strangers at the bicycle place
Hold that forever nothing’s gonna change
Pretty sure its a condo now
Pretty sure i’m a monster now
Let’s do another shot and wash it down
And stumble home together
And stumble home
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8. |
Heavy Left Fist
03:25
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Drunken angry skeleton
Now a sleeping girl again
With a broken heart
And an elevated blood alcohol content
You wish that i hadn’t asked
You wish you had not said yes
And I’m holding on
To the weight of broken promises in a heavy left fist
Everyone falls apart
But I could not follow the dark places you went
Skull bone messy trail of tears
Reminds me that i’m still here
With the time you have left
What will you do with it
You are a thorn in my side
And a heavy heavy heavy fist
It was a dream come true
It was a dream come true
I just want to wake up as somebody new
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9. |
Lifted
04:51
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What gets you gutted
Did you get enough
Part of me likes it
A little rough
Beneath your ribcage
On the left side
Shark-infested waters
Places we used to hide
You got me
Lifted
I don’t wanna come down
Everything looks different
since you came around
You got me
Lifted
I don’t wanna come down
The world looks different since you came around
You got me
Twisted
Can't tell wrong from right
Everything i own I would trade it
For one more night
You got me
Lifted
I don’t wanna come down
Everything looks different
since you came around
You got me
Lifted
I don’t wanna come down
The world looks different since you came around
You got me lifted
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10. |
I'll Make Music
06:37
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When my car is at the shop
And my running shoes are shot
When the bills are piling up
And payday ain’t enough
I’ll make music
I’ll make music
Credit card declined
Should i act surprised
Holding up the grocery line
I tell Dad I’m doing fine
I’ll make music
I’ll make music
Keep on pushing up
Keep on pushing up
start where you are love
Alarm bells they ring
Panic closing in
Make it up as I go
More I learn less know
When the snow is falling down
Spring’s never coming round
When i’m lost without a way
Home
Turn up the radio
It takes me where i need to go
Turn up the radio and i’m home
I'll make music I'll make music
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Kristen Ford Nashville, Tennessee
Indie Rock. Long awaited fifth studio album produced by Brett Bullion and June Millington "War in the Living Room" on Waxsimile Productions 11/11/21
kristenfordmusic.com
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