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Your Cut
04:03
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Take what you make, or make what you take
You wanted your cut
I didn’t have much
Gave you all I could to keep us on our feet
Take what you make or make what you take
You wanted your cut
And you wouldn’t budge
Hounding down on me
And pushing down on me
I gave you everything
I shouldn’t have
You took everything that you could have
The wallet’s thin
So do the math
And stop placing the blame on me
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Call Me When Ur Dead
02:47
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He said he “can’t”
So I didn’t wait for him to try
Yeah, I said “bye, you can call me in another life”
He said I’m cruel
And I got bent up out of shape and cried and cried
Oh goodbye, you can call me in another life
What a shake up
We won’t make up
When you wake up
Or ever again I said, "byeeeee"
U can call me when your life is over
x3
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Some things don’t make no sense
You can try, but you may never understand
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
Don’t waste your breath
Or everything you have left
Trying to convince them that your experience is real
Is the hill that you wanna die on?
Is that what you’ve been doing all that crying for?
Protect yourself
And protect your peace
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
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4. |
Wondering//Bad Doctors
03:46
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It’s a trap so don’t pay him no mind
Cause he’s use to getting his way all the time
And I’m so scared of losing everything…
It’s a trap, but it won’t capture me
Got you gazing out the window
Arguing with your argument
Your glued to the pillow
Wondering what your week went
You’re mad at the sunset
Unimpressed with your accomplishments
You’re glued to your phone
Wondering where your week went
You’re mad at the sunset
Unimpressed with your accomplishments
You’re glued to your phone
Wondering where your week went
Bad Doctors give you pills
When what you really need is sleep
They ask you how you feel
And then prescribe you what they think
Will have you back in their office
after a couple weeks
A follow up, another test, another bill at the front desk
Bad doctors make you feel like there is nothing really wrong
An hour in the waiting room
Appointment’s just a minute long
The test aren’t looking good, but it’s your body and not theirs
They’ll send you off with no prescription
Fuck it, no one cares
Bad doctors build a repertoire of writing people off
Say call us when you’re dead if you’re just worried bout a cough
You don’t look like my daughter and you don’t look like my son
If they don’t see a problem then they don’t believe there’s one
Just cause they don’t see a problem doesn’t mean there isn’t one
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5. |
Crawlspace (Interlude)
00:47
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Who needs to know about what lovers do when lovers go away?
The space between them dwindles down
He can crawl into my crawlspace right now
Crawl into my...
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6. |
All In Your Head
03:48
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I had a little taste of you
T’was at the tip of my tongue-
But I forgot
Because it’s been so long long long
Yeah yeah yeah
Since I have played with you, played with you, played with you
You know it’s been so long
Since I have played with you, played with you, played with you
You know it’s been so long since I have played with you…
Was it all in, was it all in your head?
Was it all in your head?
Was it just something that you dread?
Was it all in, was it all in your head?
Was it all in your head?
Was it just something that you dread?
Trade your harness for a serpent
Wear it like a medal
Spend your money on your burdens
Bury them with petals
In the heat of any moment, you’re gonna lose wherever you gave in
I hate the fantastical version of me that you’ve imagined
Melt me in your pot of magic
Or else I will not have it
In the heat of any moment…
Did you put it off again like you did last time?
Another rancid day, another rancid life
Was it all in
was it all in your head?
(Just give it the okay)
Was it all in your head?
(Just give it the okay)
Was it just something that you dread?
(It won’t go away)
Did you put it off again like you did last time?
Another rancid day another rancid life
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7. |
Another Night (Outro)
01:44
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Save it for another night
Times like this just don’t feel right
Should’ve gave them what they like
Maybe in a separate/different life
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8. |
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(maiko saiko)
Excuse me, bitch, you're in my way, bitch
Excuse me, bitch
Ahhhh
Oh wait I was just joking
Yeah
Yeah
You wanted this?
You want it, you want it.
Take what you make, or make what you take
You wanted your cut
I didn’t have much
Is this what you wanted?
You wanted this?
You want it, you want it
Take what you make or make what you take
You wanted your cut
(Egaux)
Wanted your cut, yes you wanted your cut well yeah you
(maiko saiko)
Hear the angels cry
(Egaux)
Needed your cut yeah you needed your cut
(maiko saiko)
They've lost another wild one
If to dance is crime
Then end me when the time comes
Take what you make or make what you take
You wanted your cut
(Egaux)
Wanted your cut, yes you wanted your cut well yeah you
(maiko saiko)
If to dance is crime
(Egaux)
Needed your cut yeah you needed your cut
(maiko saiko)
Then end me when the time comes
You wanted this?
You want it, you want it
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He said he “can’t”
So I didn’t wait for him to try
Yeah, I said “bye, you can call me in another life”
He said I’m cruel
And I got bent up out of shape and cried and cried
Oh goodbye, you can call me in another life
What a shake up
We won’t make up
When you wake up
Or ever again I said, "byeeeee"
U can call me when your life is over
x3
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10. |
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Some things don’t make no sense
You can try, but you may never understand
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
Don’t waste your breath
Or everything you have left
Trying to convince them that your experience is real
Is the hill that you wanna die on?
Is that what you’ve been doing all that crying for?
Protect yourself
And protect your peace
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
Don’t try to make sense of it
Don’t try to make sense of what don’t make no sense
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Égaux Sells Austin, Texas
Égaux
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noun, plural,
1.equals
My name is Égaux and I make music for people that want to find peace within. Thank you for visiting my page ❤
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