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Echo (In My Head)
03:59
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I'm so tired of sleeping
I've been lying here all day
But maybe if I wake up
No one will stay
I'm so tired of the circles
I've been running in my mind
But maybe if I catch my breath
I'll get left behind
I can't hear my own voice
Even when silence spreads
I feel the words you said to me
Echo, echo in my head
I try to forget you, I'm hanging by a thread
I feel the words you said to me
Echo, echo in my head
I feel sick when I think of
The fever you gave me
Thought you were my medicine
But you're a deadly disease
I feel foolish when I realize
How hooked you had me
Please can you just cut the line
Throw me back into the sea?
I can't hear my own voice
Even when silence spreads
I feel the words you said to me
Echo, echo in my head
I try to forget you, I'm hanging by a thread
I feel the words you said to me
Echo, echo in my head
You're a constant echo, echo
A lingering scream
A resounding echo, echo
In my head, that won't leave
I can't hear my own voice
Even when silence spreads
I feel the words you said to me
Echo, echo in my head
I try to forget you, I'm hanging by a thread
I feel the words you said to me
Echo, echo in my head
I'm so tired, so tired
Of your echo, your echo
I'm so tired of your
Echo
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Vagabond
03:31
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Everywhere I turn, it's always something different
No two thoughts are the same
I'm looking for consistency
Instead, I constantly change
It's just so hard to have so much love
But no one to hold
Sooner or later, I won't remember
How to have a home
Locked up tight, but I still run, I run
(No one can catch me)
When will my wandering be done, be done?
I feel so safe in the cold
No one else on this road
But will I ever reach home?
Every move I make, I get judged for it
Their words so ill-intentioned
Might as well just crucify me
Stare down the barrel of your gun
Every step I take, swept off my feet
So might as well keep walking
I'm a vagabond of my obsessions
Always dragged in their direction
Locked up tight, but I still run, I run
(No one can catch me)
When will my wandering be done, be done?
I feel so safe in the cold
No one else on this road
But will I ever reach home?
I'm homesick for a place, a place I've not yet found
I wonder if that place will keep me on the ground
Or will I just keep running, running just to run
Hiding my face from all I'm guilty of?
'Cause I'm a vagabond of my obsessions
Keep pulling myself in their direction
Locked up tight, but I still run, I run
(You'll never catch me)
When will my wandering be done, be done?
I feel so safe in the cold
No one else on this road
But will I ever reach
I will never reach home
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Enough of this place, but I'm still here
Nothing, nothing left for me, dear
Only the fear of never escaping
This Midwest Misery
The landscape is growing green
With envy of the places
I am going
And I'm going
Oh, I'm leaving
I'd trade cold weather for a cold demeanor
Who cares if I get a little meaner?
At least I'm living
Oh, I'm living
And oh, I'm leaving this Misery for a home
I can make it on my own
Enough of trying to have a career
The smoggy skyline draws me near
To the Hollywood glamour, her red evening dress
Something so mysterious
I'm in the scene, Fame wannabes next to me
I'm going
And I'm going
Oh, I'm leaving
I'd trade cold weather for a cold demeanor
Who cares if I get a little meaner?
At least I'm living
Oh, I'm living
And oh, I'm leaving this Misery for a home
I can make it on my own
Call me crazy, call me cruel
I already know I've been a fool
For standing still, for sitting here
Wasting away my youth all of these years
In the cold Misery, that's all I've known
But I guess it'll always be my home
But not where the heart is
My heart is with the CA sunshine
The LA limelight
The Hollywood heat in the summertime
And I'm going
Oh, I'm leaving
I'd trade cold weather for a cold demeanor
Who cares if I'm a little meaner?
At least I'm living
Oh, I'm living
And oh, I'm leaving this Misery was my Home
I can make it on my own
I can make it on my own
I can make it on my own
Oh, Hollywood,
Oh oh, in Hollywood
Oh oh, I can make it on my own
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Anna P Chicago, Illinois
anna p is a singer-songwriter from chicago, IL. her metaphoric lyrics, haunting melodies, and crystal-clear voice have propelled her to capture the attention of the local music scene and land gigs at legendary chicago performance venues such as cubby bear, navy pier, and house of blues' foundation room. ... more
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