1. |
My Way Home
03:55
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Life has called
But I’ll call off
For a little while longer
A little while longer!
Life has called
But I’ll take the day off
For a little while longer...
A little while longer!
And I will find my way, my way, back home
And you can’t help me, I’m out here on
My own!
I’m so large, in my dreams
I never want to wake because
I look so pretty
In my sleep!
A younger girl reaching for the stars
So I’m moving towards the sun
Oh, it’s the closest I’ll ever be!
What are we gonna do
About me?
But I will find my way, my way, back home
And you can’t help me, I’m out here on
My own!
And I will find my way, my way, back home
And you can’t help me, I’m out here on
My own!
I’m so lost, I can’t see you there
I’m so lost, I can’t see you there
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2. |
Hang On
02:39
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It was you, your confidence
Curious, youth
You're too much, too much, too soon
(Too much, too much, too soon)
Yes it’s true
I met him after school
I was flattered by, HIS COOL!
But it was too much too much too
(Too much, too much, too soon)
Hang on (hey Ma!)
Hang on (hey Pa!)
This time, it’s not, my fault
Hang on!
Hang on (hey Ma!)
Hang on (hey Pa!)
This time, it’s not, my fault
It’s not true
His mother said he didn’t do
She was too much, too much, too soon
Too much, too much, too soon
But it’s true, what he did to her, I KNEW!
Because he wore the same shirt, blue
‘Cause he wore the same shirt
(Too much too much too soon)
Hang on (hey Ma!)
Hang on (hey Pa!)
This time, it’s not, my fault
Hang on!
Hang on (hey Ma!)
Hang on (hey Pa!)
This time, it’s not, my fault
Hang on!
Hang on (hey Ma!)
Hang on (hey Pa!)
This time, it's not, my fault
Hang on!
Hang on (hey Ma!)
Hang on (hey Pa!)
This time, it's not, my fault
Hang on!
Hey Ma! Hey Pa!
Hang on, hang on, hang on
Hey Ma! Hey Pa!
Hang on, hang on, hang on
Hey Ma! Hey Pa!
Hang on, hang on, hang on
Hey Ma! Hey Pa!
Hang on, hang on, hang on
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3. |
Love & Attention
03:40
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If your the sun then I’m a bucket of water
If I’m the moon, then you can heed my tide
If you're concerned about my intervention
All feelings, I promise to abide
Love & Attention
To me, MORE THAN!
All your affection, your affection
All your affection
Love & Attention
To me, MORE THAN!
All your affection, your affection
All your affection
It might seem, that I have everything
I’ve been around, since the beginning
But your discern, it amounts to something
But my dear, sweet immaculate, if I do say so myself
A kiss is your adversary
How lucky you haven’t had one yet
Love, like a cigarette is a slowly, burning death
Love & Attention
To me, MORE THAN!
All your affection, your affection
All your affection
Love & Attention
To me, MORE THAN!
All your affection, your affection
All your affection
I want to be the object of your intention
I want to be the object of your intention
I want to be the object of your intention
I want to be the object of your intention
Love & Attention
To me, MORE THAN!
All your affection, your affection
All your affection
Love & Attention
To me, MORE THAN!
All your affection, your affection
All your affection
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4. |
Broken Bulbs
03:12
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I couldn’t hear him
But he wasn’t quiet
He wasn’t quiet
But I couldn’t
But I couldn’t
When I got louder, he got smaller
When I got stronger, he got louder
When he was broke, I was Messiah
Now I am broken, he’s beside her!
But I couldn’t hear him
But he wasn’t quiet
But he wasn’t quiet
But I couldn’t hear him
Whenever I was working, we were brighter
I was the bulb who had inspired
Whenever he was dim, I was the lighter!
But now that I am broken, he’s beside her!
But I couldn’t hear him
But he wasn’t quiet
But he wasn’t quiet
But I couldn’t hear him
But I couldn’t hear him
But he wasn’t quiet
But he wasn’t quiet
But I couldn’t hear him
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5. |
A Girl Can Dream
03:22
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I wrote him a letter
I said, we’re done
We’re done, done
I couldn’t wait for him
to respond
Respond
What he won’t say, the music speaks
Oh I can hear, the notes between
And I can see what he don’t want to
And he can’t hide from what I seek
And I don’t get what he don’t see in me
And I don’t get what he don’t see in me
And I don’t get what he don’t see in me
Because these lips make
‘Cause these lips make some mouths happy
Don’t tell me that’s the way it goes
Don’t tell me that’s the way it goes
What happened here, no one know
Don’t tell me that’s the way it goes
I smoke weed so a girl can dream
(And I)
And I don’t have supper ready for you
(And I)
And I don’t get what you don’t see in me
Because these hips make babies
And these lips make some mouths
Happy
Don’t tell me that’s the way it goes
Don’t tell me that’s the way it goes
What happened here, no one knows
Don’t tell me that’s the way it goes
What happened here, no one knows
Don’t tell me that's the way it goes
What happened here, no one knows
Don't tell me that's the way it goes
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Lakookala Los Angeles, California
Lakookala is the solo project of experimental artist and music producer, Nicole
Ranalli.
Pittsburgh, PA raised, Los Angeles, CA based since 2010.
Nicole is a multi-instrumentalist and plays every instrument on each song. Combining her knowledge of recording and mix engineering, production, and sound design, she creates a unique sonic palette between digital design and analog recording.
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The Horse we Rode in on, and the Lambs we took with us.
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Flower Of Life [LP]
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