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Pretty Please
03:27
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Get in the car
Put my makeup on
Mascara and pine
Pretend that we know the song
I won’t give up with a wish
Make a bet on my fist
I can get what I want
With Bubblegum in a dish
I really want a limousine
I can be your bourgeoisie queen
Paint my nails tangerine and
Drive it home
I made it with my own money
So get into my backseat
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty please
I know you think that it’s dumb
And I know you’re not wrong
With two affirmative thumbs
I can make you my number one
I really want a limousine
I can be your bourgeoisie queen
Paint my nails tangerine and
Drive it home
I made it with my own money
So get into my backseat
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty please
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Pretty pretty pretty please
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2. |
Lucky Stars
03:44
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I wanna make you happy now
And I know that I can
I’ll make it worth it won’t you stick around
I’ll let you take me by the hand
I think I know what you’re all about
But I’ll wait and see
Don’t think you seem like the kind of type
To break my heart do you disagree
I thank my lucky stars for you
After all that I’ve been through
Now you might make my dreams come true
You wanna make me happy now
And I think you know just how
I feel so fine when you’re hanging around
You say my name and I like the sound
I thank my lucky stars for you
After all that I’ve been through
Now you might make my dreams come true
I thank my lucky stars for you
After all that I’ve been through
Now you might make my dreams come true
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3. |
Blue on Blue
03:43
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You tell me that it’s not what I think it seems
I couldn’t love you because I just don’t understand
In another life I’d hold to what was broken
Loosen my grip and let it slip from my hands
You want me to go looking for what you lost
Put me under til my body’s blue on blue
There are pieces of my heart still where I left em
Untie them from my neck, it’s all that I could do
Don’t you tell me to wait
When I’m walking away
I’m not making no mistake
When I know just what I want
When I want it, I want
When I want it, I want
When I want
Don’t you tell me to wait
When I’m walking away
I’m not making no mistake
When I know just what I want
When I want it, I want
When I want it, I want
When I want
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4. |
What it Means
05:14
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You make an Angel in my head
The things I used to think are now a
Dream that I once had
Sometimes I turn the radio up so
Loud that I can’t think
Don’t wanna head the thoughts that say I
Missed out on something
Yeah I missed out on something
But I know what it means
I know what it means to me
Yeah I know what it means
I know what it means to me
You think you wanna see me but you don’t know what for
Take me to the movies, bring me flowers, hold the door
You pick me up in your station wagon like it’s a limousine
Your engine light was flashing but
I pretend that I don’t know what it means
I pretend that I don’t know what it means
But I know what it means
I know what it means to me
Yeah I know what it means
I know what it means to me
I don’t wanna know
About you anymore
Cause I know what it means
I know what it means to me
You know I loved you til I felt alone
But I would get so weak hearing your voice on the telephone
Don’t know how to say what you mean
So you talk like you’re my dog
I always found it endearing til I had to go on
Yeah I just had to go on
But I know what it means
I know what it means to me
Yeah I know what it means
I know what it means to me
I don’t wanna know
About you anymore
Cause I know what it means
I know what it means to me
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5. |
Young and In Between
04:05
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I wanna go to your parents house
And see where you were young
I wanna go to your neighborhood and see
Where you would walk your dog
I wanna go to your best friends house
Where you rode bikes in the yard
You told me that he would pick a fight
And kick up grass when nothing was wrong
Burning tires in the street
And riding bikes with bloody knees
Want you to tell me everything
When you were young and in between
Hold my hand on roller skates
Like we met so long ago
Want you to tell me what you like
And what your sister didn’t know
Do you still have that sailor hat
That you wore for Halloween
You think that you’re no good a spelling
Cause your 3rd grade teacher was so mean
Dressing up like I.C.P.
And throwing hot dogs in the street
Want you to tell me everything
When you were young and in between
I wanna know what you were into
And what you thought was dumb
I wanna go to your parents house
And see where you were young
See where you were young
See where you were young
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6. |
Tangerine
02:39
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You say it’s alright
Even when I don’t believe you
I’m dizzy again
But you made a place to lean into
You’re holding me close
When no one is around
You make me brand new
When I’m feeling like a hand-me-down
You wanna call me candy queen
And other words for saccharine
You’re sweet like tangerine
You’re sweet like tangerine
You’re making me sway
Dancing in the living room
You remind me I’m young
When I’m feeling black and blue
You wanna call me dancing queen
And other words for saccharine
You’re sweet like tangerine
Sweet like tangerine
Sweet like tangerine
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7. |
Blurry
03:50
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I know what you are
I know what I’d like to be
I know what you are
To me
You make it so hard
To be sad when you’re around
I like watching your hands
When you’re driving me around
If I could make it so
I want to make the dreams you’re dreaming real
I think you’re blurry eyed but
I wanna be the things you say you see
I wanna be the things that you believe in me
I wanna know what you’re looking at
When you’re looking at me
I know I don’t have to prove a thing
But I wanna give you what you give to me
If I could make it so
I want to make the dreams you’re dreaming real
I think you’re blurry eyed but
I wanna be the things you say you see
I wanna be the things that you believe in me
Before I knew you I was burning out
Feeling my way in the dark when you came around
What do you see when you put your glasses down
Well we’re both here when even when it’s blurry now
If I could make it so
I wanna make the dreams you’re dreaming real
I think you’re blurry eyed but
I wanna be the things you say you see
I wanna be the things that you believe in me
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8. |
Rush
02:57
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One time you’re looking my way
I bet that I can make it two
There are three times that I tried
To catch you when I crossed the room
Don’t you know I’m so much better now
Than I ever was back then
You spin me round turn me upside down
Like a rush of blood to the head
Like a rush of blood to the head
You make a moonlight dancer
On my birthday in the hall
You hold the flashlight for me
And you spin the disco ball
Don’t you know I’m so much better now
Than I ever was back then
You spin me round turn me upside down
Like a rush of blood to the head
Like a rush of blood to the head
Don’t you know I’m so much better now
Than I ever was back then
You spin me round turn me upside down
Like a rush of blood to the head
Like a rush of blood to the head
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9. |
In Your Mind
03:34
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I’m holding dandelions in the dark
To you they’re just weeds that I collected from the lawn
I wanna wish on something new
Because it means nothing to you
It’s fine
It’s alright
If you’re right in your mind
My capacity to hold you
Were shackles to a place that felt like home
Wanted to learn to make you feel
Something other than alone
It’s fine
It’s alright
If you’re right in your mind
It’s fine
It’s alright
If you’re right in your mind
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10. |
Apology
03:08
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You did a number on my mind
You had me looking for a sign
You took your time and you took mine
It didn’t break me over night
Was it my fault
I gave you gold
But I was bound by the
Silver under your thumb
Under your thumb
You knew me well
So let it be
Forget my name and call it entropy
Was it my fault
I gave you gold
But I was bound by the
Silver under your thumb
Under your thumb
I can’t be the one
To bury you like you buried me
Don’t wanna feel like my love
Is my apology
Apology
Apology
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11. |
So Much 4 That
05:02
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I was fourteen years old
In line for battle of the bands
It was high school after dark
Where we all threw up our hands
I had a ticket to the show
In the pocket of my jeans
And I asked the chaperone
They said your band goes on at six-thirty
Well your friend was such a jerk
He made us clap until you took off your shirt
Well he threw it to the crowd
While the eighth graders clawed at the ground
Well your body was so frail and white
Under the bright gymnasium stage lights
Well I hoped you’d find your shirt by the end of the night
You know that I felt so young
He was calling us out on the mic
He said you probably never had a real job
And I knew that he was right
Well I’m gonna figure it out
I’ve got a couple of years
Before the local grocery store
Will pay me to bag the beers
Well high school boys are mean
My mama says it’s a fact
Wanted to be part of that scene
But you don’t know who I am
Well high school boys are mean
My mama says it’s a fact
Wanted to be part of that scene
But you don’t know who I am
But you don’t know who I am
Well so much for that
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Anya Van Rose Canton, Ohio
Playful and sweet grounded by dark guitar-driven grit, Anya Van Rose gives you honesty with dynamic juxtaposition. She wants you to know the truth and it’s evident that she doesn’t shy away from paradox. Her upcoming record Lucky Stars, set to release July 14th 2023, is the afterglow of a starry-eyed daydream where perspective shifts from head-in-the-clouds reverie to the fiercely feminine. ... more
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