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Musings II

by Socha

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It’s as if to preserve our love as a perfect tragedy I can never come again It doesn’t just go away I can’t let these memories escape I guess ill make due with just taking baby steps Try not to wish you were here to talk laugh and regress These lonely aches Don’t go away Preserve them all to feel that much closer to you Don’t you dare think I’m not hurting Don’t you dare think I’m not walking slow I‘m sorry we have to be strangers now We’ve known its been my time My time to go Please please don’t think of me like I’m some sand that you couldn’t hold You know it got too heavy for two lovers that just couldn’t fit couldn’t fill each other Couldn’t squeeze into that mold I smile sweetly at all the broken pieces all the tears there collected in a bottle Like some ode to the sad beautiful absurd strange being that we made It comes in waves whenever you decide to pop back up in my life Of course it devastates But it’s what you wanted though so Who am I? To beg for you back as if it’s all changed To say you’re the only one there for me Was once your love you gave me my name Now I’m just a small sad part in the whole of your story
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I cry like an escape And I beg you not to place the blame And I wager for you leaving over feeling So ashamed so ashamed There’s no sense of control There’s no sense of relief Unless I’m picking at my outsides Pulling hair grinding teeth But there’s always gotta be a reason to distress Always gotta be a reason to obsess Always gotta be a reason to distress Always gotta be a reason to obsess But don’t blame me yeah don’t blame me blame my folks Blame everyone that I have ever known Blame the news blame the crude for what I do Blame the nest for making me what I have done I want to hold onto all things I have before I go I want to tell you all these things I feel but you can’t know Maybe I will grow older Maybe I will see what happens then But all these questions I’ve posed Won’t have any answers to them Maybe I will grow older Maybe I will see what happens then But all these questions I’ve posed Won’t make any difference

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released June 6, 2019

Vocals: Madeleine Socha
Bass: Kinseli Jazz
Guitar: Jim Hampton, Madeleine Socha
Keyboard: Madeleine Socha

Produced by Chris "Frenchie" Smith at the Bubble Studios in Austin,TX

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Socha Brooklyn, New York

I make soft songs about hard feelings ✨

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