Floral Media

by Prima Vera

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released February 9, 2016

Recorded at Zoinga Recording Studios by Mick Maslowski
Additional vocals by Cara Niemi on "Old TVs and Memories"

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Track Name: Starting New
Where is the art?
Where is the originality?
Stop trying to be so predictable
And start saying things that fucking matter

I know, that I’ve been guilty too
But I’m breaking through
And I’m starting new

Or round and around and around and around we’ll go
Safe and secure and content but we’ll never grow

Well it can start with a simple song
And as you build upon it you can build a movement
Oh my life’s been changed by a song before
So let go of what they’ve said is wrong
And think for yourself ‘cause no-one else will
No I don’t wanna fight it but I don’t wanna stay for the show

So hold me tight or let me go

I wanna create something that means something to someone else but me
But oh I can dream
I want you to fall in love with the words I say ‘cause they’re ones your thinking of

And I know that there’s no use
As I pace this empty room
And there are so many things I’d say to you if I only knew the truth
So I guess it’s me or you

I’m starting new

And I hope there’s a time
When I’ll grow up and I’ll find
What really matters to me
But oh we are tough
We find that luck’s just not enough
When we get knocked down we just get up
And go
And go
And go
To the next show
Track Name: Instigator
Oh I make it look so easy
Oh it makes me feel so rough
Oh I make it look so easy
Starving for a taste of your love

I’m not a man, I’m an entertainer
Searching for my next big act
I’m not a fan, I’m an instigator
And you’re all falling into my plan

Ooh, I always knew
And ooh, there’s not a thing that you can do

Well I keep finding, that life’s not fair
As I bloody my knuckles and thin my hair
Sometimes I just wanna give up but I’m hooked like an addict and I love it

I know I chose this way
But no-one told me of the weight I’d carry, a weight so heavy
We all just want the same, to know we’re loved and in a safe and caring
Place where we can grow

I just don’t know
If there’s a place like this for me
I do believe, uncertainty
Will always drown the weak and scare you with the things that you don’t see

Ooh, I always knew
And ooh, there’s not a thing that you can do

I’m building steel veins,
So you can cut me open
Spill my heart on stage and watch my secrets as they empty out

A pause with no refrain
You just can’t recall my name
(As one door opens another one closes)
(Feed me some hope but only small doses)
I am not your slave

Oh I make it look so easy
Oh it makes me feel so rough
Oh I make it look so easy
Starving for a taste of your love
Track Name: Old TVs and Memories
Walked into a thrift store
And I found all my old clothes
Like a signature hoodie that I let you wear when you got cold
Next to the old TVs, I found our memories
And I never thought I would let you go but you dropped me off at that thrift store

I’ve learned about a lot this year
I’ve had it coming
I’ve learned to trust and love and fear
It’s funny how you think you love somebody
Just to find out that you know nothing

It’s been a month since I let you go
And I know I’m recovering
The cuts you left are healing slow
Remember when you told me
(you don’t even know me)
She told me (you don’t even know me)

Walked into a thrift store
And I found all my old clothes
Like a signature hoodie that I let you wear when you got cold
Next to the old TVs, I found our memories
And I never thought I would let you go but you dropped me off at that thrift store

I’m bitter, I’m beaten
I won’t let you go
I’m broken, I’m weakened
I guess I just cared more

Walked into a thrift store
And I found all my old clothes
Like a signature hoodie that I let you wear when you got stoned
Next to the old TVs, I found our memories
And I never thought I would let you go but you dropped me off at that thrift store

I hate that I need it
I’m not okay anymore
I feel incomplete and
Never let you, never let you go