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there's this one place in tampa...
indie folk lofi diy melancholy simple quixotic rustic delia gunnn
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I burn 400 degrees in a gasoline sea.
dorky girl gives herself a moniker, pretends to sing and play guitar, makes some songs, makes a fool of herself. it's about love. seriously. she does this for the love.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #256
Peak in subgenre #36
Author
delia gunnn
Rights
2010
Uploaded
February 14, 2010
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:10
Story behind the song
sometimes you come to a place that you feel on a visceral level; it consumes you, scares you, amazes you, even if you can rationally understand that it shouldn't.
Lyrics
the crossroads that I knelt at when I was still a hellcat were a great god-damned derringer plain in that skull-dry cement I sowed barren buds and tales untold to the baleful clouds and undiscovered rain the skies knew not to weep for any oaths they could not keep to this little fool, leprotic and strange you see, sometimes I do storms I gather gales up into my arms in hopes to hold onto the blows that could subdue all of my throes but sometimes storms do me I get tossed into the maw of the enemy tossed into the maw and I can't get free or was it rogue scenic failure viewed by this bone-winter creature trapped within a neverie? but I knew not to ask for any theories on the past like bad luck it would come back to me you see, sometimes I do storms I gather gales up into my arms in hopes to hold onto the blows that could subdue all of my throes but sometimes storms do me I get tossed into the maw of the enemy tossed into the maw and I can't get free
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