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calling all Timers​.​.​.

by Denise Clarke

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I just want to go home, It's late and I've had too much to drink, Nobody told you to leave, Somehow I'm still sorry and want you to hold me, And tell me that everything's fine, Why can't you try? You say that I'm evil, it's true, 'Cause love is a word that I use, And I use and I use and I use... I can't stand to see your face, Yet I fall just as soon as you go away, Why can't we sit down and talk, and put down the knives, the tears? Like a guitar you're strung, and I'm out of ideas. Ladadadadada I'm so hungrey and thin, Nothing a bottle can't fix, I'm so hung up over you, I'm so hungover.
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I've got your name tattooed on my face, It was a mistake. I've gotten away with murder, Left these broken hearts on a curb. I never said I was okay, While I was away. But I am searching for something. So whoa, let me go. Make sure that nobody knows, and I am centered. So I'll get high on some tonic and sin, Tilt the bottle back and start where I always begin. I made my mind up so I won't have to think, and borrowed $40 just to puke in the sink. Some might say I'm a stuck up bitch, I take one deep breath before I start to fit in, It's been so long since I picked up a paintbrush.
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Drugs & Hugs 01:34
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I know that I am wasting Time, Sitting in my living room, But I've got things upon my mind, That need some tending to, So torch the night away, be back, When I've arranged conversations with myself. I've sat on more comfortable couches, I've had my records organized on a shelf. Take a break from all of your wander, Stay awake when your eyes keep on telling you to lie, Pay attention to the signs, Breathe a little deeper, When your soul is getting weaker, Don't you know that it'll be alright? My bedspread consists of my laundry instead, Of my headrest, will clear up just as soon as I'm dead. I long for fantasies or autobiographies, To read next to you old and used, And watch you sleep as I count the years, We didn't waste on stupid fights and tears, I know that I am wasting Time sitting in my living room.
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Jen Time... 01:19
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I want to be free, I don't want to see, Evil People. I just want to feel, I just want to heal, I just want to breathe, I don't want to be, Evil People. I want to fly into the sky, Take down the moon, Turn it to your size, So we can hold onto the night. I want to be free, I don't want to see, I just want to feel, I just want to heal, Evil People.
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I took the machine gun, And all of the knives, I put them inside of, Where no one runs, No one can hide. This is the last call, So somebody get me a beer! So I can swallow anything, But what I have been, Sucking down tears! For the past year. I am what some of you might call a wife, Starving for a homecooked dinner. Oh what a blow! Oh would you know? Oh what a blow! How would you know? I give mad props to, The lucky lad who holds my hand, And gets to plan the rest of our lives. I'm damaged goods, That means I'm great in bed, I give good head, My daddy never read me a book. This is the last call, My cell phone has me speaking to an object, Instead of an ear. We're almost there, But second guess ourselves in case our dreams go down the well then how the hell will we pay the bills? This is the last call now. This is my last call out.
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Pretty girls in their pretty clothes, Pretty hair and their silly noses, Caught up in the air. I haven't got their sense of style, It costs a lot and I've got miles, To go before I care. I had a job and I was a wife, I gave it up and I gave a life, And I make pain look good. And everything that I've got, It is worth a whole lot, More than your dirty looks. I'll be fine so long as I, Can stay away from kitchen knives, 'Cause a good wife knows how to cook.
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I don't want to go out, I don't own a T.V. I just want to be free. I don't want to sell out, I don't want to eat meat, I just want to be me. I don't want to grow old, I'm too cool to fade away, I just want to stay. And I'm not one to complain, When I'm losing my mind, But it shouldn't feel great, To be alone all the Time, And I'm sorry I came, Just as fast as I cried, Just to get up and leave, Even though you were right. I'm not good at hellos, And I can't say goodbye, I just want to try. I stay up way too late, I drink too much caffeine, I just want to sleep, I just want to dream. I'm a sucker for booze, I've got a soft spot for trees, Don't want to see them cut down, But burn them up if you please. I don't want to give , I don't want to take down, All the pictures of us, I'm not ready to drown, I just want to paint, And sit on top of the Earth, and only choose to return, For someone who knows my worth.
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Alone pt. I 03:11
I'm getting used to being alone, I'm getting used to getting to know myself, On a personal, serious level, And I'm in a room, But I'm out like a sparrow. I am addicted to toungues tied and twisted, And yours was the best high, On lowdown existance, I'm yours, But it happened so fast that I missed it, I'm torn, but I can't fall apart anymore. I just want to go home, it's late, and I've had too much to drink. I'm getting used to sleeping alone, I'm getting rid of my cellular phone, Called out, yet again, Spent and relentless, You spend all your time, Absent from my bed. I am afflicted with past dues are presently cashed, On the last bowl to strike out of alcohol, You are the last chance I'll take on romancing, I put off my first plan, attack, I'll be on my knees.
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Getting Used 02:54
I looked out of my window, In a tiny little room. I saw bows and arrows, And trembled at the moon, I made love to the ocean, Wearing nothing but my eyes, I built a boat with a sparrow, So we could sail to the sky, And I apologize, For ever thinking I couldn't do, What we organized. I'm not going to let you in, 'Cause my mind spins like a handle, I'm not going to write you off, 'Cause like a pen I need a hand now and again, I'm not going to mess around, I picked up all of my shit off the ground, I'm already nodding off, When it comes down to it, I'm getting used to it. I have scattered the petals, Through a desert, Through the sea. I have lain in the mountains, By the meadows, Through a breeze, I have tasted the snowfall, Gave it all up so I could see, One more drop and my laughter will follow right after what's left of me.
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Alone pt. II 02:13
You use against me, What I love the most. Put your fists up, Be a man, And not a ghost. I am what I am, And I'll tell the world, I drink when I can, And I fuck like a whore, So where are you now? Now that I said it out loud... Stay gone, stay lost, 'Cause you're missing out.
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Find Unicorn 00:30

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released October 15, 2011

Denise Clarke, Ant Pirulli, art by Zen Jackson

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Denise Clarke Atlanta, Georgia

Denise Clarke is a voice for the people. A woman with soul, hip hop inspired lyricism, raw content, and spanish-inspired guitar riffs, she will knock your socks off. Her amateur album "calling all Timers..." is a discovery of her sound. "Denise Clarke, La Artista Conquistadora!" releases May 5th, 2012, Cinco de Mayo! Ole! ... more

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