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Pretend
04:31
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I’ve been ignoring the muscle aches
Back since that god awful day
I’ve been lost since she left
There’s no map, nothing to navigate
Does history have to repeat itself?
My mind’s set on changing the fates
But every conclusion I come to
Yeah every new person I run to
It’s always this haze
Of feeling insane
And finding new ways to numb the pain
I’ll pile my feelings up in boxes
Send them out to Timbuktu
Now there’s nothing detrimental
Fogging up my point of view
So I’ll strum out my soul with these words
To make life feel more bearable
Or socially shareable
To the tune of my tears turned to mute
Yeah I’ll dance down the hall
Throw my pain down the chute
If we just play pretend ‘till the end when we wake up from this fantasy
Or we fall asleep
‘Till the next time…
We buy into these oversaturated dreams
You make it look like it’s easy
I’m torn apart at the seams
Wake me up from this nightmare on loop, it’s become a routine
I feel like I’m standing in quicksand
And my mind is just a machine
Cause every conclusion I come to
Yeah every new person I run to
It’s always this haze of feeling insane
And finding new ways to numb the pain
I’ll pile my feelings up in boxes
Send them out to Timbuktu
Now there’s nothing detrimental
Fogging up my point of view
So I’ll strum out my soul with these words
To make life feel more bearable
Or socially shareable
To the tune of my tears turned to mute
Yeah I’ll dance down the hall
Throw my pain down the chute
If we just play pretend ‘till the end when we wake up from this fantasy
Or we fall asleep
‘Till the next time…
We buy into these oversaturated dreams
I’m sick of repeating days
I’m sick of repeating fates
I’m sick of this haze that I’ve come to hate
I’m constantly going back
I’m sick of feeling under attack
I’m sick of repeating days
I’m sick of repeating fates
I’m sick of this haze that I’ve come to hate
I’m constantly going back
I’m sick of feeling under attack
So I’ll strum out my soul with these words
To make life feel more bearable
Or socially shareable
To the tune of my tears turned to mute
Yeah I’ll dance down the hall
Throw my pain down the chute
So I’ll strum out my soul with these words
To make life feel more bearable
Or socially shareable
To the tune of my tears turned to mute
Yeah I’ll dance down the hall
Throw my pain down the chute
If we just play pretend ‘till the end when we wake up from this fantasy
Or we fall asleep
‘Till the next time…
We buy into these oversaturated dreams
So I’ll strum out my soul with these words
To make life feel more bearable
Or socially shareable
To the tune of my tears turned to mute
Yeah I’ll dance down the hall
Throw my pain down the chute
If we just play pretend ‘till the end when we wake up from this fantasy
Or we fall asleep
‘Till the next time…
We buy into these oversaturated dreams
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2. |
Black Magic
03:24
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Can I sell my soul for a black magic trick?
If I lose control can I get my money back?
I guess I’ll heed your words, I’ll seal the deal on a silver plaque
I’ll trick the devil too, I’ll tie him down to a railroad track
All that self love bullshit that they preach
Just to glue you to the TV screen
Another victim of the system
She’s “got your back”
And that flashy but breakable ego I always lacked
I’ll hide inside this room ‘till I find
A personality that I like
A version of me that I don’t mind
Or a mask I can hide behind
I’ll try on every dress in the shop
Just to hide behind the screen of my laptop
And stay inside avoiding the raindrops that wash away my makeup
Can’t you tell that I’m falling asleep?
Won’t you remember me in your dreams?
And I’m trying to keep my eyes open
Won’t you remember me when I close them?
And my patience is growing thin
Though my ego is thickening
Self esteem going down the shoot
Oh I wish I could just reboot
All that self love bullshit that they preach
Just to glue you to the TV screen
Another victim of the system
She’s “got your back”
And that flashy but breakable ego I always lacked
I’ll hide inside this room ‘till I find
A personality that I like
A version of me that I don’t mind
Or a mask I can hide behind
I’ll try on every dress in the shop
Just to hide behind the screen of my laptop
And stay inside avoiding the raindrops that wash away my makeup
I’ll hide inside this room ‘till I find
A personality that I like
A version of me that I don’t mind
Or a mask I can hide behind
I’ll try on every dress in the shop
Just to hide behind the screen of my laptop
And stay inside avoiding the raindrops that wash away my makeup
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3. |
Aftertaste
03:43
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It used to be just the aftertaste
But now the flavours just leak into my conscious state
And every smile that I have to fake
Gets more exhausting the more I see her take my place
All I see
Is who I used to be
While I waste away
Save me for another day
When she’s around
My heart hits the ground
And I disappear
A memory from another year
I hope I wasn’t just a phase
I hope I haven’t been replaced
I hope I’m not just another aftertaste
My life will never be the same
I hope you don’t forget my name
Don’t let me melt away into an aftertaste
Aftertaste
Oh an aftertaste
Aftertaste
Don’t let me melt away into an aftertaste
An aftertaste
Aftertaste
I’ve always been just a waste of space
I’m just a filler ‘till someone better comes your way
And people say what they wanna say
So I’ll keep waiting here until someone else gets tired of me
All I see
Is who I used to be
While I waste away
Save me for another day
When she’s around
My heart hits the ground
And I disappear
A memory from another year
I hope I wasn’t just a phase
I hope I haven’t been replaced
I hope I’m not just another aftertaste
My life will never be the same
I hope you don’t forget my name
Don’t let me melt away into an aftertaste
Aftertaste
Oh an aftertaste
Aftertaste
Don’t let me melt away into an aftertaste
An aftertaste
Aftertaste
Maybe it’s inevitable
It might just be fate
Should I just accept that my heart
Is destined for pain
My life will never be the same
I hope I wasn’t just a phase
I hope I haven’t been replaced
I hope I’m not just another aftertaste
My life will never be the same
I hope you don’t forget my name
Don’t let me melt away into an aftertaste
Aftertaste
Oh an aftertaste
Aftertaste
Don’t let me melt away into an aftertaste
An aftertaste
Aftertaste
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4. |
Second Hand Pain
04:01
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Slightly left of right
Close to wrong as night time
Feels behind my eyes
Muted neon stop signs
Satisfying view
Out the fading rear view
Always missing you
I’ll reinvent myself too
I’ll reinvent myself too
I’ll reinvent myself too
I’ll reinvent myself too
A first thought
An overnight bus
A last thought
An overnight love
A safe thought
A dangerous glove
My fucked thoughts
Too painful to touch
A first thought
An overnight bus
A last thought
An overnight love
A safe thought
A dangerous glove
My fucked thoughts
They say that beauty is pain
(Beauty is pain)
Second hand pain to me
(Second hand pain)
I’ve never been so vain
(Been so vain)
I’ll take the bullet right through your satin sheets
For you to keep me
Hold on to your seats
We’re driving down the fast lane
Someone take the wheel
I’m washing off the blood stains
Streaming down my face
I’ll take the blame from your name
Crash the fucking car
We’ll die and come back all brand new
I’ll reinvent myself too
I’ll die and come back all brand new
I’ll reinvent myself too
A first thought
An overnight bus
A last thought
An overnight love
A safe thought
A dangerous glove
My fucked thoughts
Too painful to touch
A first thought
An overnight bus
A last thought
An overnight love
A safe thought
A dangerous glove
My fucked thoughts
They say that beauty is pain
(Beauty is pain)
Second hand pain to me
(Second hand pain)
I’ve never been so vain
(Been so vain)
I’ll take the bullet right through your satin sheets
For you to keep me
I can’t play pretend
I’m living like a ghost again
Condemned to forget
Lend myself
Reverse revenge
Pretend to forget
I’m dying as myself again
My friends play revenge
Reverse myself
Then bend my head
They say that beauty is pain
(Beauty is pain)
Second hand pain to me
(Second hand pain)
I’ve never been so vain
(Been so vain)
I’ll take the bullet right through your satin sheets
For you to keep me
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5. |
Midnight, Take The Wheel
03:02
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It’s not like I believed in forever
But you solidified my fears in cement dear
And you never gave me reason to be angry
Although I gave you every reason to desert me
And I’m sick of being bed bound
I let the hatchet in the cold ground pull me down
Again
Midnight
Take the wheel my head is reeling
I surrender
I’m looking for a dangerous adventure
Midnight
Teach me how to feel
You choose the destination
Cause I don’t got no patience for the in between
Oh
And it isn’t like I didn’t see it coming
But the conversation that I had been putting off since late September
Is coming back to bite me with a vengeance
We meet again involuntary independence
And I’m sick of being bed bound
I let the hatchet in the cold ground pull me down
Again
Midnight
Take the wheel my head is reeling
I surrender
I’m looking for a dangerous adventure
Midnight
Teach me how to feel
You choose the destination
Cause I don’t got no patience for the in between
Oh
It seems the witching hour is upon me
When every night I waken from my bad dreams
It takes me into yet another nightmare
When every second is a getaway
And all your memories are on replay
One more reminder that there’s nothing left to say
Midnight
Take the wheel my head is reeling
I surrender
I’m looking for a dangerous adventure
Midnight
Teach me how to feel
You choose the destination
Cause I don’t got no patience for the in between
Oh
Midnight
Take the wheel my head is reeling
I surrender
I’m looking for a dangerous adventure
Midnight
Teach me how to feel
You choose the destination
Cause I don’t got no patience for the in between
Oh
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Tarquin Alexandra
With a satirical yet contemplative tone, Canadian independent singer-songwriter Tarquin Alexandra explores the masochism of life and the medical profession through intricate and introspective lyrics. Tarquin pulls from her experiences with both chronic and mental illness through existential infused indie pop. ... more
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