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Death of the Idol
03:32
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✧༺♥༻∞
an archetype is all i am
a hyper tongue is all i have
a one-dimension woman
and suddenly it's clear to me
you're not the man i used to see
how dare i even call you a man?
my mind was young, my eyes were green
i wasn't over seventeen
i thought that you'd know better
now when i try to socialize
i stop myself and eulogize
the scar left in my center
but really have you ever heard
the rhetoric placed between my words?
you don't - i just produce some sound
my mouth runs til you turn to me
and your attention exists in my dreams
wake up! ciao ciao for now
my label hides in shallow jokes
the woman everybody knows
avoid me at the party
i'll corner you, your boyfriend too
you'll watch the clock until i'm through,
for day i'll feel embarrassed and feel sorry
don't get it twisted- it's not your fault
my self pity caused my downfall
but you were my religion
i worshiped you, you damn well knew
my knees were low, eyes at your shoes
a perfect kicking distance
but really human's all we are
we're made of stardust yet we trail so far away
you're not from the clouds
we're from the dirt and back we go
idolization's so last year - i've grown
but still- ciao ciao for now!
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White Lightning
03:06
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✧༺♥༻∞
i wish we liked the same things
i'm red he's green just like the palm trees
i like the rain, he likes white lightning
his knowledge is quite frightening
say, what's a girl like me got to do to get some love
that's not a game that requires luck
well daddy told me i couldn't trust
a boy who wouldn't let his life rust
his eager nature amuses my
my basic desire to not waste a life
his hand is out and bigger than my collegiate goals
for eighteen years they said not to take this road
my existentialism says he's worth my while
i'd rather die than turn away from his smile
he fascinates me far more than these loops and nodes
for eighteen years they said not to take this road
but what's a girl to do when she gets confronted by
the rule of thumb of a structured life
well i'm sorry but this ain't '45
i was born dead, now i'm raised to come alive\
but what's a girl to do when she gets corrupted by
the privileged norm of the simple life
i'm grateful, but i'm rotting inside
the assorted rose wants back to the wild
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Modern Sophia Laredo, Texas
Sophia of the cities Laredo/Austin TX <3
producer, songwriter, singer, violinist mainly,
keyboardist/pianist, 19 years old, and sexy while at it!
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