1. |
bucket head
02:46
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though i may seem apathetic
as i hold onto your arm
headlights offering spotlights
in this dark
just know that i’ve been waiting
for this moment all along
but loving is a choice, and if yours is a no
then you can’t pretend i’m really that strong
now i've cancelled my plans
and i've told work i can't finish my tasks
i'm sorry if i've made you see what i can't keep under wraps
every night i lose you
every day feels closer to that end
so how long will it take you to forget
will you forget
now you’re so concerned by establishments
that you’re convinced i’d take away
detached infatuation, claim
you see the hurt in these pages
but you never notice every time you say
that you just don’t get the point of me
maybe you could be a little less honest
and i could breathe
now i’m not sure what i’m doing here tonight
but you’re right here by my side
and you’re catching up with me every second on the line
no more movie moments
no more one more songs
let’s just live our lives
side by side
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2. |
banana leaf
01:47
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the thought of reciprocation
only serves to lose my head
at the thought of what i’ll change
to better fit your ways
drain me through obligations
instead of letting me stay in bed
maybe i'm just lethargic
don’t weave me into your threads
so i’ll stay on my own
to learn to love myself first
so i don’t define my self worth
on what others see
maybe then i’ll have the capacity
to find my own attractions
so for now i’ll just
go back to sleep
my imagination’s lost
at the thought of losing form
so maybe you can tell me how to fall in love
the way you need me to
i can’t keep forcing myself
to pretend i’ll want you
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3. |
spilt milk
02:26
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everything has fallen to pieces
everything has gone to shit
i cant fathom me without a
blanket on my selfish pit
i cant gather mountains or
the masses to clean up what i’ve spilt
losing touch with who i am,
or who i was and who was it
so everything has gone to pieces
my life’s turned to worthless shit
so why cant i take back some moves
instead i’ve gone past my list
you’re just a chore is what i tell myself
it's nothing more than just
a plan to keep me sane and warm
but who’s hand am i reaching for
i say it’s just to find a way
past rhymes and right to make my half
but who am i to tell myself
i'm worth it all to collapse
everything broken to pieces
losing touch along the seams
cant feel my head hanging low
it seems I've gone too deep to dream
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rice and pork Toronto, Ontario
1. season and tenderize your pork
2. in three containers prepare and season: flour, beaten eggs and little bit of
oil, dry panko
3. dip your pork in the flour, then the eggs, then the panko
4. fry in hot oil (around 340 F), 1 minute on each side
5. dry on a wire rack
6. serve with plain rice
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