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KNOW MY NAME
02:51
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I'm leading, I'm the voice of change
Your downfall isn't far away
Believing that you're here to stay
Now that you're leaving, we can finally say
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
You're bleeding, now you've lost your name
It's in the basement just like your first day
We're screaming that it's time for change
You tried to cover it up, why didn't anybody say?
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
No ace up your sleeves, knocked down all the queens
You thought you were king but you're only a thief
Got blood on your mouth, from eating up dreams
You're sick and a victim of your own disease. Bleugh.
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
Who died and made you king?
I'm leading, I'm the voice of change
Your downfall isn't far away
Believing that you're here to stay
Now that you're leaving, see ya.
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3. |
SWALLOW
03:28
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4. |
DRAWING LINES
03:10
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5. |
TRIGGER HAPPY
03:39
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LOUD
03:16
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LITTLE FIRES
02:59
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Keeping quiet in the dark
Always was the hardest part
Felt like nobody believed
Thinking I was all alone
In this battle on my own
Cause I couldn't see
Little fires all around
Still alive but underground
We can fan these flames to make a change
And burn this whole thing down
One little spark
That started a flame
One little story
Carried the blaze
You’re gonna try
But you’ll never tame
These little fires
We had to stand up
Carry the pain
Over and over
Over again
I’m gonna make you
Remember my name
These little fires Little fires
Tried to keep me in the dark
Like the corners of your heart
Told me no one would believe
Thought that you were in control
And you’d never take the fall
But you couldn't see
Little fires all around
Still alive but underground
We can fan these flames to make a change
And burn this whole thing down
One little spark
That started a flame
One little story
Carried the blaze
You’re gonna try
But you’ll never tame
These little fires
We had to stand up
Carry the pain
Over and over
Over again
I’m gonna make you
Remember my name
These Little fires
Little fires
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8. |
PUNCHLINE
03:47
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We hope you know that there are limited categories
Make it blonde, make it white, you’re the perfect pony
We prefer when you promise you’re our one and only
Sign your name next to the ex
And fingers crossed, wish you the best.
We love culture but make sure it’s to our very liking
Make it milky, make it plain and not too spicy
Dial it down like you’re almost in a bunker hiding
Sign your name next to the ex
And fingers crossed, wish you the best.
Ooh banana na
Sayonara ra
Ooh banana na
Sayonara ra
This is my, this is my, this is my punchline
Where I go resign
From playing your games
This is my, this is my, this is my punchline
Where I say goodbye
To playing your games
Set me up to be your number one kamikaze
Use her face, and her hair and don’t forget the body
Keep her lower than the shortest red flower poppy
Sign your name next to the ex
And well, you know
Tell the press that you are something something so exotic
Can’t remember if its east or west or in the tropics
Just make sure that it is underlined and made symbolic
Sign your name next to the ex
And fingers crossed, wish you the best
This is my, this is my, this is my punchline
Where I go resign
From playing your games
This is my, this is my, this is my punchline
Where I say goodbye
To playing your games
Eenie meenie miney mo
Tame a tiger, let it go
Incy wincy spiders crawl
Down your pipes, nothing to show
This is my, this is my, this is my punchline
Where I go resign
From playing your games
This is my, this is my, this is my punchline
Where I say goodbye
To playing your games
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9. |
CUT
02:58
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Taking up my time but you were never quite concerned I could get bored
Feeding on my energy it’s more than anybody could afford
Cash or credit for your time
So entitled it’s a sign
It’s no wonder you have no friends left to blame
Breaking all the hearts like glass
Taking more than just your half
You won’t ever try to make a change It’s no wonder you
have no friends left to blame
CUT
You’re socio-pathetic and its time I make a CUT
You’re socio-pathetic and I’m gonna have to
Cut it cut it cut it cut it out
Placing words inside my mouth like I can’t even speak up for myself
Dragging me through therapy like I’m the one who needs to get the help
Once I drew the line
You cried what’s yours is all mine
I’m no longer here to take your guilt and shame
Switching targets oh so fast
Cause you’re running from your past
It’s a socio-pathetic little game
To try and make me think I’d gone insane
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10. |
NOT YOURS
03:21
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11. |
MAN MADE MONSTER
03:02
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Jaguar Jonze Brisbane, Australia
Jaguar Jonze is a multi-dimensional musician with an enigmatic yet vulnerable presence. Delivering defiant ferocity through smoky vocals that shift between fragile and forceful, Jaguar Jonze’s lyrics confront shame, vulnerability, trauma, and taboos in an authentic way; inviting listeners to step into her world and dig deep into their psyche. ... more
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