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Icarus
03:50
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I’ve always / made my way / by taking silver linings /
Was okay / with “someday” / watched clouds just pass me by and /
Stayed rooted / unmoving / let myself down awhile /
‘Cause who would / listen to / the musings of a child but /
Now I’m grown / and now I know /
I was born to kiss the sky…
Don’t try to catch me, you’ll fall behind /
I’ll run into the sun / if I want to /
Lose my breath, but the air is fine /
I’m done dreaming / I’ll be who / I want to.
Kept stones in / my pockets / weighed down by fear and doubt /
Kept muting / a heartbeat / that screamed to be let out /
Kept thinking / I’d never / be the one I tried to be /
Until I / finally / let the West Coast set me free ‘cause /
Now I’m grown / and now I know /
I was born to kiss the sky…
Don’t try to catch me, you’ll fall behind /
I’ll run into the sun / if I want to /
Lose my breath, but the air is fine /
I’m done dreaming / I’ll be who / I want to.
You can always say what you want, I won’t listen to /
Any of the things that I know aren’t true like /
“You’ll never be somebody / you’re not what they will want,”
But you never know, I just might surprise you /
Everybody wants to be somebody else /
But I’m just myself /
Ain’t nobody else that I can be…
So don't try to catch me, you’ll fall behind /
I’ll run into the sun / if I want to /
Lose my breath, but the air is fine /
I’m done dreaming / I’ll be who / I want to.
I want to / I want to.
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2. |
Honestly
03:33
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I’ve / been told before / I got a big mouth /
An-ything I think / I say it out loud /
Don’t / have patience to / run around the /
Issues / that you / clearly / have with / me (hah)
What / you said to me / has been considered /
But / don’t expect me / to deliver /
Some / apology / on a silver /
Platter / cause it / won’t be / coming soon (don’t hold your breath)
If I’m honest / I’m too honest / for my good /
And the hardest / part is this / I don’t care if you’re pissed!
Na na na na / don’t play me, it’s crazy to do /
Na na na na / can’t shame me, I’m so over /
You, you / na na na na / I’m sorry / I don’t care about you!
You / keep saying I / did you wrong but /
That’s / just your side / of a longer /
Sto-ry I’m / sure I’ve heard a-
Bout a / hundred / thousand / different times--
If I’m honest / I’m too honest / for my good /
And the hardest / part is this / I don’t care if you’re pissed!
Na na na na / don’t play me, it’s crazy to do /
Na na na na / can’t shame me, I’m so over /
You, you / na na na na / I’m sorry / I don’t care about you!
Whoa, whoa, whoa / whoa, whoa. Whoa (4x)
You don’t like me / you don’t have to /
You will be just fine / if I’m not in your life!
Na na na na / don’t play me, it’s crazy to do /
Na na na na / can’t shame me, I’m so over /
Na na na na / don’t play me, it’s crazy to do /
Na na na na / can’t shame me, I’m so over /
You, you / na na na na / I’m sorry / I’m sorry /
I’m sorry I don’t give a damn about you!
Na na na na na
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3. |
Without You - Remastered
04:11
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Pictures you / scroll through / and then you /
See me / without you / must feel so /
Empty / but the truth is / I'm alright.
I had waited / watched you /
Fade from view, you / did this / to yourself.
You cannot go / back now /
You should have known / somehow /
That I would move on / without you /
Without you / all that I'd lost / now I've found…
Stumbled and / struggled oh so long for /
Just an ounce / of your love /
I gave it my / all, you went on taking /
But it wasn't enough.
You cannot go / back now /
You should have known / somehow /
That I would move on / without you /
Without you / all that I'd lost –
I am not an ornament nor an instrument of your design /
I am not a fixture you can fix up for your peace of mind /
I am not a broken doll you can dress up, dress down when you like /
I’m not yours, but mine / I'll leave you behind.
Go on / kiss the ring, take a bow /
Between you and me / guess who’s not enough now? /
While I’m building kingdoms / you’ve lost your own crown /
But I / don’t have time /
To knock you down.
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4. |
Red Fox
04:40
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I saw / a Red Fox / on my doorstep /
I gave him breadcrumbs to eat /
He smiled / and I saw / his sharp fangs /
And his eyes filled with greed /
He said / “Open up, I won’t / take too much,”
“I will keep / the wolves from your door.”
“Just give me more…”
Hmm...give me more / hmm...give me more /
Me and / the Red Fox / in the henhouse /
He watched my living with glee /
Wrapped his paws around their / slender necks and he /
Chuckled / his voice filled with need /
He said / “I’ll keep watch over / your flock,”
“Don’t you worry / about this chore.”
“Just give me more…”
Hmm...give me more / hmm...give me more /
Hmm...give me more / hmm...give me more /
(Instrumental)
I should have left him / out in the snow /
I should have turned him away /
I should have starved him / should have said no /
But I let him in anyway / I let him have his way…
But I called / my neighbors / told them to come /
Bring all the torches they could /
We lit the henhouse with / the fox inside it /
Sleeping with his belly full /
When he / finally woke to the / clouds of smoke /
He cursed me and all I held dear /
But I couldn’t hear / that lying Red Fox
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5. |
True - Remastered
04:34
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Maybe it’s not the things you said to hurt me /
Maybe it’s all the things you didn’t say /
Maybe it’s not the times you meant to spite me /
Maybe it’s all the times you didn’t stay /
But / what’s been done before /
I’ve left by the door / that you’ve shut me out with /
Gave you inch-by-inch /
But it’s miles-in-which / you feel safe without this.
Sorry / could have been enough (to save our story)
‘Cause sorry / means you’re choosing us (instead of your glory)
Say the words then do…
Then you’ll make them true…
But only if you want to.
Maybe it’s not in the ways I’ve fought to save this /
Maybe it’s all in the times I should have stopped /
Maybe it’s not the life we both had wanted /
But maybe us trying to survive means: never surviving us /
What’s been done before /
I’ve left by the door / that you’ve shut me out with /
And with distance it’s /
Hard to miss our mistakes / but if you see yours, I doubt it.
Sorry / could have been enough / to save our story
‘Cause sorry / means you’re choosing us / instead of your glory
Say the words then do…
Then you’ll make them true…
But only if you want --
'Cause what I want / doesn’t matter.
And what you want / is to / leave this broken and battered /
You shattered the chance / of finding the right thing to say /
And even if, somehow, you found it one day - I know /
You can’t follow through / ‘cause you mean more to you /
Than I do.
Sad but true...
Say the words, then do /
'Cause then you'll make them true / make them true /
So why don't you want to?
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I heard a joke today / that would make you laugh (I miss that)
Then I saw something so strange / that you could explain (I want that)
Maybe ‘cause / I’ve spent all my time talkin’ /
To the walls / of this house, stayin’ locked in /
Thoughts of you / and what you’d say are on my mind /
But it’s just me this time.
I miss you / I wish you were /
I miss you / I wish you were here /
Wish you were.
I looked at photos today / of all of our trips (I miss that)
Beach picnics and Christmas day / faded but there (take me back)
Maybe ‘cause / I’d rather walk beside you /
One more time / than go out all alone /
Say I’m fine / but the hard truth is I’m not whole /
Since you didn’t come home.
I miss you / I wish you were /
I miss you / I wish you were here /
Wish you were.
What I wouldn’t give for just one more minute of your voice /
Saying something that hasn’t been said /
Tapes and recordings quickly get boring / no, not boring only sad /
But they’re all I have / I’d only give them back /
For the real thing / I’ll be missing you…
Missing you / maybe someday / I’ll stop missing you /
But someday ain’t coming soon…
I miss you / I wish you were /
I miss you / I wish you were /
I miss you / I wish you were /
I miss you / I wish you were /
I miss you / I wish you were / wish you were.
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7. |
100 Things - Remastered
04:26
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You take your cigarettes and coffee out / every morning
I take the covers that you twisted around / your shoulders again
And when you come back / for a morning kiss
Can’t say I miss the taste of your breath /
It honestly gives me the sweats /
But mine’s no better /
Just promise me you’ll always be there /
To lie with me then wake me up how only you would dare
‘Cause there’s a 100 Things that I can’t stand about you/
And there’s a 100 Things that you can’t stand about me too/
But we’re still here / my dear /
Yes, we’re still here…
I’m always sneaking sips of your drinks / when you’re not looking /
And I leave mountains of our plates in the sink / barely rinsed /
And if you think that I ate all our snacks / that’s a fact, I can’t lie to you /
I could say that I was making room /
But I’m not / so I won’t
I’m sorry that sometimes I’m such a pain /
But let’s be honest / you wouldn’t have me be any other way
‘Cause there’s a 100 Things that I can’t stand about you/
And there’s a 100 Things that you can’t stand about me too/
But we’re still here / my dear /
Yes, we’re still here…
I / try / every day of our
Lives / and you do too
That’s all I’d ever ask of you
‘Cause there’s a 100 Things that I cannot still stand about you/
But there’s a 1,000,000 Things that I love about you too/
And we’re still here / my dear /
Yes, we’re still here…
Oh I’m so glad you’re still / here.
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8. |
Lifeline (feat. FUZZZY)
05:25
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Swimming through a / sea of faces / on the street I feel so faint /
Treading every / glance I think I / catch before they’re washed away /
I feel in-visible / yet too exposed to / what I fear not what I know could happen /
But when I / feel you hand / anchor me in the / tides subsides and suddenly I’m safe again /
I shouldn’t need you this much / but I know when we touch /
I find sanctuary there / and nothing else compares /
I / hope you’ll be mine / for more than a lifetime /
Cause I / plan to hold tight / to you like a lifeline /
Cause you are my lifeline / yes you are my lifeline /
Birds of feather / flock together / soar through seasons / as they change /
We’re like that / we move in patterns / change direction / yet remain (so come what may)
I’m not a / stranger to the / dangers of the / world and what it hides from me /
But when it’s / fight or flight / you’re always right / beside me ‘cause you what I need / is you /
You see me through--
I shouldn’t need you this much / but I know when we touch /
I find sanctuary there / and nothing else compares /
I / hope you’ll be mine / for more than a lifetime /
Cause I / plan to hold tight / to you like a lifeline /
Cause you are my lifeline / yes you are my lifeline /
I / hope you’ll be mine / for more than a lifetime /
Cause I / plan to hold tight / to you like a lifeline /
I / hope you’ll be mine / for more than a lifetime /
Cause I / plan to hold tight / to you like a lifeline /
And I will be yours / you can be sure of me /
Just wait and see /
I will be yours / you can be sure of me /
I’ll save you just like you saved me.
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Madima Los Angeles, California
MADIMA is a L.A. based artist with deep Texan roots.
Prolific in writing style and genre,
she likes to have a touch of Americana in all her music; but overall, she just wants to give her audience a good time.
Her fourth independent project, the "Sunspots EP", includes singles that are currently being released this spring and summer with a wide release in August 2023.
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