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Pretend EP

by Tarquin Alexandra

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1.
Pretend 04:31
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
2.
Black Magic 03:24
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
3.
Aftertaste 03:43
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
4.
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
5.
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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This album forms a slow transition from upbeat, contemporary pop to an 80's-inspired electronic soundscape, while subtle themes of melancholia run throughout.

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released March 13, 2018

Pretend:
Lyrics by Tarquin Alexandra
Music by Tarquin Alexandra and Kyle McMurtry
Guitar by Kyle McMurtry
Drums by Evan Ritchie
Produced by Kyle McMurtry

Black Magic, Aftertaste, Second Hand Pain, Midnight Take The Wheel:
Music & Lyrics by Tarquin Alexandra
Produced by Tarquin Alexandra and Sean Gregory

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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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