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I/
I left/
I left my/
I left myself/
I left myself in/
I left myself in/
I left myself in/
I left myself in/
California/
I left myself in California/
I left myself in California/
I left myself in California/
(Which is honestly a shame, 'cause I don't even like that state!)/
I left myself in California/ (X3)
The hands/
The neck/
The calves/
The ears/
The bones/
The skin/
And most things within/
This pile of parts/
Drove 10 hours/
Up I-5 North towards/
Everything/
Except/
Everything I left/
Everything I left/
Everything I left/
The hands/
The neck/
The calves/
The ears/
The bones/
The skin/
And most things within/
This pile of parts/
Drove 10 hours/
Up I-5 North towards/
Everything/
Except/
Everything I left/
Everything I left/
Everything I left/
I left myself in California (X3)
I left myself in/
I left myself/
I left my/
I left/
I/
(I didn't really mean what I said about California. It's just....so hot, and I'm SO sweaty)/
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2. |
86 Poland
02:05
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God of my life/
Look gently down/
Behold the pains I feel/
But I am dumb/
Before thy throne/
Nor dare dispute thy will/
I'm but a sojourner bellow/
As all my fathers were/
May I be well prepared to go/
When I the summons hear/
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Today I dyed my hair red/
But you knew that, didn't you?/
You diabolical, two-faced, Nosferatu-lookin'-mother-fucker/
Mark Zuckerberg's perfect bride in one million/
Why?/
'Cause you're......a reptilian/
Anyway/
Today I dyed my hair red/
Made sure all the gunk/
Went down the shower drain/
Mopped up the cracks in the corners/
Weary not to leave a spot/
Leave a shadow/
Leave a stain/
But I couldn't account (two, three, four!)/
For you to have another fatal bout/
Seek treatment, please/
For your/
Dumb bitch disease/
As previously stated/
Today I dyed my hair red/
But based on your response/
You would have thunk I shanked the Pope/
I think I dyed my hair red/
And not a box of orphaned kittens through a sniper scope/
But when you came in hot (h-h-hot!)/
An optimist I was not/
Your words rang with terrible power/
"YOU RUINED THE SHOWER"/
So onto my knees I went/
Scrubbing furiously at specks/
A sight to make a sadist pitch a tent/
And all through the stunt/
I'll be blunt/
You were a/
Cu-/
A really mean lady!/
The meanest lady/
In the whole, wide lady factory/
Today I dyed my hair red/
But tomorrow's a new day/
A new chance for me to play/
Shuffleboard with your literal human corpse/
I'm joking/
Of course/
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4. |
In the Backyard
02:07
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Flies, flies, flies/
Flies (X9)/
Swarming/
My vision/
God, help him make a decision/ (X2)
Are you mad?/
Are you mad?/
Are you mad?/ (X2)
And I sway/
I sway/
I sway/
I sway/
I sway in the backyard/
On that little swing set/
In a state I've never lived before/
And I sway/
I sway/
I sway/
I sway/
I sway in the backyard/
And I hope my parents know I love them/
From two states away/
And I sway/
I sway/
I sway/
I sway/
I sway in the backyard/ (X3)
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Should I sell pictures of my feet/
On the internet to fund/
My two-year musical theater degree, baby?/
I work full-time/
Plus two side hustles/
One of which/
You guessed it/
Is a super shady Craigslist gig/
Where I pull a stranger's garbage cans/
Out onto the sidewalk for him/
"Why can't he do it himself?"/
I wonder/
I like to think it's because/
He has two peg legs/
But in my darkest heart/
I know it's probably because/
He's watching me from a darkened window pane somewhere/
Silently plotting his opportunity to strike/
He hasn't struck yet/
Coward/
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6. |
Trying Beyond
02:45
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Do/ (X4)
You/ (X4)
Remember/ (X5)
When I was afraid?/
When I was afraid of myself/
And my body?/
(Remember, remember, remember, remember)/
And my body?/
(Remember, remember, remember, remember)/ (X2)
And the sun had set/
On my pleasure/
Leaving only/
Cold?/
Don't you/
(Remember, remember, remember, remember?)/ (X2)
I do/
It takes time to let things go/
To make things glow/
The way they're meant to/
The bones and flesh/
Are quite obsessed/
With pleasing you/
They wont regress/
Unless/
You go/
Slow/
Slow, Slow, Slow, Slow, Slow/
And I went down to the river/
And I asked her/
"What could be done/
What could be done/
And undone?"/
And she smiled and said/
"It would take a lot of crying/
And trying beyond/
What you feel you're worth"/
And the love crept slow/
Like wax down old candles/
And you watched it coat/
Your body with less shame/
And you asked for more/
Just like a normal person/
Trying beyond what I feel I'm worth/ (X3)
Trying beyond/
(Remember, remember, remember, remember)/
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7. |
For Emma
03:04
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Lovely girl/
Lovely girl/
Touching and carving her way/
Through the world/
Lovely girl/
And I hope/
I can be just like you/
Hope I can glow and be kind/
Just like you/
Boldly stride/
Fierce of mind/
Just like/
You/
But that's going to take/
Some time/
Your mama told me you/
Entered this world early/
That didn't surprise me much/
If I were the world/
I'd also be in a rush/
Just to be near you/
Just to be near you/
Emma/
You've danced your whole life/
Through/
And the stars dance with you/
The stars dance with you/
And I pray just once/
I'll follow suit/
And I hope I can be just like you/
Heal the world/
Bit-by-bit/
Just like you/
Be the light others need/
Just like/
You/
But that's going to take/
Some time/
And I can't wait to see/
More of your miraculous feats/
And we're so proud of you/
And we're so proud of you/
And we're so proud/
Just to have met you/ (X2)
And I hope I can be just like you/ (X4)
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8. |
We Will Walk
03:04
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I wish I could have walked with you/
Across that stage to celebrate/
Four years of being/
Irresponsible/
Here's to a future/
Full of stages/
We will walk/
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9. |
The Hand-Kiss Song!
02:31
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None of these chords sound right/
None of these chords sound right/
None of these chords/
Have sounded right/
Since I tried to define/
What we were on that night/
Our chords/
Struck me as strange/
And cords/
Bound and inflamed/
My mind/
I may never find the truth/
In these sinking sands/
But what did it mean to you/
When I kissed your hands?/
Your hands/
None of these chords sound right/
None of these chords sound good/
I'm singing this next to a washing machine/
Set on 'heavy load'/
Because I'd implode/
If a single hair/
On a single ear/
Caught a vibration/
Of my greatest fear/
That a kiss on the hand for me/
And a kiss on the hand for you/
Are two different species of beast/
That'll never be in the same room/
I'm a beast when I think of the kiss/
You're a beast for making those thoughts/
Endless/
No washing machine/
Throughout all of time/
Could muffle the sound of my heart/
When you look so/
Oooooh/
Oooooh/
I want these chords to sound right/
I want these chords to sound good/
I want to keep being friends/
I want to keep kissing your hands/
I want these chords to sound/
Right/
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What was she doing/
At your house/
The other night?/
You said/
"She was just reading my tarot"/
Huh/
Now I don't watch a lot of detective TV Shows/
But/
I think you're/
TAPPING THAT ASS, BRO/
But I'm/
Not gonna think about it/
Not gonna drink about it/
Not gonna sit around and let my heart sink about it/
Even though I'd really like to/
No/
I'm/
Not gonna frown about it/
Not gettin' down about it/
Not makin' mac and cheese/
And really going to town on it/
How could you/
Think me so uncouth?/
Why waste my time/
When I never had feelings for you?/
Mascara's running down my face/
Like a track star/
You said/
"Guess that makes you an athlete"/
I hope and pray/
That one day/
I'll find a better way to cope than/
Watching The Notebook on repeat/
But/
I'm/
Not gonna weep about it/
Not losin' sleep about it/
Not peering through your window/
Like a real creep about it/
Even through I'd really like to/
No/
I'm/
Not gonna toil about it/
Not let blood boil about it/
Not get hard and stony like/
A jealous gargoyle about it/
How could you/
Think me so uncouth?/
Why waste my time/
When I never had feelings for you?/
It's my party/
And I'll cry if I want to/
Cry if I want to/
Cry if I want to/ (X2)
What was she doing/
At your house the other night?/
Oh/ (X2)
Tarot my ass/
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Hannah "Bashful Hannie" Sauter Mount Vernon, Washington
Hannah Sauter (Bashful Hannie) is a singer-songwriter operating out of various basements in rural Washington. She produces
gentle, vocally-driven art pop and a Capella ballads.
Her work has also been credited in film sound tracks ("Doin' Music", "Fable", "Embrace Your Pleasure"), and she's even scored a couple (very cursed) musicals ("Mothman: The Herald of Doom!", "Last Communion")
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