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Written in November 2021 while sitting on the beach during some terrible weather in New Brighton.

Was thinking about the repetitive nature of the shit-storm I seemed to have crawled into. Ya know that morning conversation you have with yourself, where you say never again?
But you wake up the next day, still a 21 year old with stupid, wonderful ideas. Maybe waking up on floors was getting old.

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Started my day, I was a walking wreck
By the beach
I went to my room, ate food on the floor
Sat alone…

•And I stared at the street lights
It asked me a question
He Said “how long do you think you’ll be here?”

I pulled out my pockets, Said I’m staying right here

Started my day,
Was a walking wreck
Picking out of place
A place to hide
But a Cowboy hat put me in pretty plain sight

•And if you’re in my life the words they just come to me
I got with someone else, I’m not sorry

Start of my day,
I was a walking wreck
And the hotel ghosts they spoke barely a breath

•So I’ll say I’m sorry for the dinner plates they pile up in my room
When I stack em orderly I only think of you
And I know you can’t understand
That I’ll never understand
It’s true

New New new
Brighton

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from clean slate, released December 24, 2021
Music / Lyrics by Anna Kunz

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