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by Ben K Adams

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Recorded through many many bedrooms during the first few years of me living in London, these are some scuzzy, crunchy indie rock bops.

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released August 31, 2019

Summer Song written by Ben K Adams
Broken Bones & Dial Tones written by Lewis George and Ben K Adams
Sleep Tape written by Lewis George, Ben K Adams and Ben Worsley
Blush written by Wolf Alice

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Indie Rock or Ambient Electronic, depending on how grey the sky is.

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Track Name: Broken Bones & Dial Tones
You pick up the phone to anyone but me
I'm broken bones and you're just dial tones
I'm broken bones and you're just dial tones

Remember the times when this was all theatre and bullshit
Well those days are gone
And I got some regrets

You'd always ask why I didn't want to call you
Now you've walked away I'm falling down in your shoes

You pick up the phone to anyone but me
I'm broken bones and you're just dial tones
I'm broken bones and you're just dial tones

You're in a brand new place and haven't said a word to me
But I need you please don't add insult to this injury
HEY!
I know I cried wolf when I said I needed you from the start
But I'm broken and yours is the only number I know by heart

You pick up the phone to anyone but me
I'm broken bones and you're just dial tones
I'm broken bones and you're just dial tones

Anyone but me
Anyone but me

Well I thought about it, and maybe I deserved it.
Track Name: Sleep Tape
Help, help me get out of my mind won’t you clamber inside?
And offer to drive me insane
The dark has no use
Sleep still alludes
So I paint with the bruise at the back of my mind

Why am I still awake?
Let me into your, let me into your sleep tape
Your sleep tape
Let me into you
Let me into your sleep tape

Help, help me fix my shaking heart, it’s my sole moving part,
But so still by the end of the dream
My legs are dead weight
My lungs so sedate
My heads on a plate and it’s causing a scene
The dark has no use
Sleep still alludes
So I, paint with the, bruise at the, back of my mind

Why am I still awake?
Let me into your, let me into your sleep tape
Your sleep tape
Let me into you
Let me into your sleep tape

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