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The Singles Era EP

by Brianna Carmel

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Skeletons 02:18
They said, "time is running out To face your fears head on," they shout, "And confront all the ways Your body let you down" Days like these get under my skin Who wants to be reminded Of when there was no safety Ever to be found? I repressed the times that I fought back I repressed the times I gave in Now a presidency later, they come out of the blue Skeletons in my closet that I've not seen since I said, "I'm not ready yet To face the worst of all dead-ends" I write songs, then tune them out Write, tune them out Nights like these get under my skin You know what else I'd like in my skin? Something razor-sharp Did I say that out loud? What exactly does it mean to have fought back? What exactly does it mean to give in? Now four damn years later, I'm still asking the same old shit Makes me wonder if the skeletons will win
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My words don't flow like they used to Now that I'm fine Sad songs are all I know how to do But now, I thrive I've finally found my footing, but there's not much I can say I've had a job for six months, yeah, guess I'm getting paid Between sickness and recovery, and filling in the gaps My words don't flow like they used to, 'cause the sadness doesn't last A wise man once said: "live long and prosper" And so, I try But honestly, at this point I got farther Than I thought I would, and now I find That there are parts of myself still undiscovered Maybe that's why Did you know that I'm quiet 'cause I'm awkward? Maybe that's fine I've finally found my footing, I guess there's lots to say I've had a job for six months, yeah, guess I'm getting paid Between sickness and recovery, and filling in the gaps I put the pen to paper, that sure was over fast
3.
I recognized the sound of your voice On a good friend's record I don't hold it against him In fact, I love that he seems better We both had some things to heal from But our wounds were different types I don't know the nature of his But mine haven't healed too nice I get anxious when I hear you sing Recorded or in real time It reminds me of when your voice Would overpower mine And I don't just mean singing I mean voices raised high It's the same cycle all over again Voice raised, do what you said It's the same cycle all over again Voice raised, do what you said And now, I'm safer But not quite safe 'Cause you're still living In my space And now, you're trying To dig up dirt 'Cause you've lost control of me And you love to see the worst But my life's better off with you My life's better off without you My life's better off without you Yeah, I'm better off without you And I can't listen to his record I can't listen to his record Without feeling a pit in my stomach Without feeling like I might vomit And I can't stay in this house no longer Can't stay in this house no longer While these paper-thin walls let me hear you While my things decorate your room And now, I'm safer But not quite safe 'Cause you're still living In my space And now, you're trying To dig up dirt 'Cause you've lost control of me And you love to see the worst But my life's better off with you My life's better off without you My life's better off without you Yeah, I'm better off without you Oh, I Just didn't wanna talk I just didn't wanna talk No, I I don't wanna talk No, I don't wanna talk 'Cause my life's better off with you (You don't get to be concerned about me) My life's better off without you My life's better off without you (You don't get to be concerned about me) Yeah, I'm better off without you
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I don't get as high as I used to It's not a choice to be more sober I just can't be goddamn bothered To get the flame to start Or maybe flower just don't hit as hard But I don't think it's my tolerance See, I've been trying to assert my dominance But no one's listening, no one's listening After a lifetime of conditioning to be soft And now, I'm tired of being soft And now, you've really dropped the ball And now, I'm tired of it all I've been tired since you called I'm just getting by, like I used to Turns out I'm being stalked on twitter Yeah, my life's really in the shitter I'm kinda scared again And I'm careful who I call "my friends" But I saw my favorite band last night And honestly, that shit was tight So are you listening? Are you listening? I won't give into your conditioning of fear And now, that's all I've got, my dear The words I write down are sincere It won't be long that I am here I keep my friends safely near

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No one asked for this, but I wanted an excuse to make more CDs. The final track that comes out on release day is a brand new song. :)

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released September 8, 2023

Vocals/Ukulele: Brianna Carmel
Recording/Mixing/Etc on demos: Brianna Carmel
Recording/Mixing/Etc on Skeletons & Prosperity Block: Josiah Masteller
Cover Art: photography by Megan Guay, edited by Brianna Carmel

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Brianna Carmel Sacramento, California

DIY singer-songwriter with a folk punk soul. Mainly a vocalist who enjoys fucking around on guitar and ukulele. 1/2 of Blooming Heads + 1/3 of little tiny knife.

Active in the Sacramento music scene since 2012.

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