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Waxahatchee - Tigers Blood Lyrics






3 Sisters

I pick you up inside a hopeless prayer
I see you beholden to nothing
I make a living crying, it ain't fair
And not budging

I don't see why you would lie
It was never the love you wanted
It's a state of mind you design
You get everything that you want

You might get lost in the moment
Take it easy on your opponent
It plays on my mind, how the time passing
Covers you like a friend

I don't see why you would lie
It was never the love you wanted
It's a state of mind you define
You take anything that you want

If you're not living, then you're dying
Just a raw nerve satisfying some futile bottom line
All my life, I've been running from what you want

You drive like you're wanted in four states
In a busted truck in Opelika
Your bad reputation carries
And I'm just like ya

Try to justify and scrape by
I was always the one unsteady
It's a state of mind you malign
And ya don't get caught up in much

I'm defenseless against the sales pitch
Am I your moat or your drawbridge?
It plays on my mind
How the time passing holds you like pocket change

I don't see why you would try
It was never my love you wanted
It always mystifies me
The time passing covers you like a friend

If you're not living, then you're dying
A lightning bolt, horrifying, unsuspecting sky
All my life, I've been running from what you want
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Evil Spawn

Take my money, I don't work that hard
I fall asleep in the beating heart
Of a dying breed peddling some lost art
Watch it fade, watch it fall apart

You let me go on and on
In the tall grass of a con
The prestige of some evil spawn
Well, I guess that's yours to settle on

But there ain't nothing to it, babe
We can roll around in the disarray
In the final act of the good old days

What you're holding so close
Calls you by name
What you thought was enough
Now seems insane

If we stand out in some wild city street
Dodging every car, every thief and disease
Catching tiny crumbs in the heartless breeze
Say we're tough as nails, say we're both naive

You let me fill every room
Wax poetic and presume
Your principles ripen into
A fragile tomb, watch it split in two

What you do and you say
Sustain harmony
What you thought was enough
Well, it works for me

There ain't nothing to it, babe
We can roll around in the disarray
In the final act of the good old days
In the final act of the good old days

Good old days
Good old days
Good old days
Good old-
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Ice Cold

Run it back, boys
It's didactic
It's a white noise
Counteractive

We say the same thing
Yet we argue
Some pendulum swings
To an ambivalent muse

A rusted-out sign
Jesus loves you
Landmark of mine
I drill into

Some folktale
I'm keeping alive
While the curtain falls
Dramatic demise

And I might fall in love with
The next story I'm told
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
Coursing through me

This is water
It's blood loss
Call it a gamble
Or a tightrope walk

You show your face
Keep your eyes shut
Call your own foul
Cheat your own gut

If I'm losing touch with
Everything I once held
I wouldn't think much of it
Run on fumes
Abide by nothing

I might have it out with
The next person I see
But I'll never have another
Burning hot
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
I run ice cold
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Right Back to It

Photograph of us
In the spotlight, on a hot night
I was drifting in and out
Reticent on the off chance
I'm blunter than a bullseye
Begging for peace of mind

I get ahead of myself
Bracing for a bombshell

Your love written on a blank check
Wear it around your neck
I was at a loss
But you come to me on a fault line
Deep inside a goldmine
Hovering like a moth

I lose a bit of myself
Laying out eggshells

I've been yours for so long
We come right back to it
I let my mind run wild
I don't know why I do it
But you just settle in
Like a song with no end
If I can keep up
We'll get right back to it

If I swerve in and out of my lane
Burning up an old flame
Turn a jealous eye
I'll fall down into a fair game
Lick a wound that was not ever mine

I get ahead of myself
Refusing anyone's help

I've been yours for so long
We come right back to it
I let my mind run wild
I don't know why I do it
But you just settle in
Like a song with no end
If I can keep up
We'll get right back to it

I've been yours for so long
We come right back to it
I let my mind run wild
I don't know why I do it
But you just settle in
Like a song with no end
If I can keep up
We'll get right back to it
We'll get right back to it
We'll get right back to it
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Burns Out at Midnight

I got something to hold back
If I put up a fight, it'll follow me home
I think I might stay out dancing
If my blood runs cold with a heart of stone
And my fire burns out at midnight

I get home from working hard, honey
State the obvious and watch it work its way in
We've been checked out, chasing the money
And I've been trying to tell 'em it ain't no way to live

We go another round, I got nothing to say
It don't make a difference
Might be good on my own, but I ain't running away
I wanna chase it to the end
When I'm seeing a vision

If we take it way too far
I could stay here forever if I let myself
Picking dust off my bright star
If my heart of stone weighs on you heavy, babe
Just hit the lights and call it a night

I've got reason to believe
This old house gave me revelation
I wasn't prepared to receive
And you've been called upon for the duration
You're a wrangler keeping the pace
Hunting for open space

We might get tangled up, I got nothing to say
It don't make a difference
I might turn up the heat, it's getting late
And my fire burns out at midnight
My fire burns out at midnight
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Bored

Take it easy, honey
Catch me toeing the line
Lost in a role I play
Stuck in a video game
Armed with a safety pin
Overly confident
My skin is airy thin
But my game is rigged to win

I keep my head up
I fill up your empty cup
All in the name of love
While you get the hang of
A shade that suits me
It's not natural beauty
The line of duty
Collapses into me

I lay out all the basic science
I try to make it fit, it's mystifying
I can get along
My spine's a rotted two-by-four
Barely hanging on
My benevolence just hits the floor
I get bored

Lord knows I tried
I keep my mind occupied
Watch for the falling tide
Make an exit on the sly
Armed with a memory
Surely will stay with me
Fragments of misery
Feeding off my body
I keep my eyes shut
Sage advice to rebut
A blind squirrel finds a nut
Mapping out the shortcuts
Twenty questions, dexterous protesting
And what a blessing
Say you've been manifesting

I lay out all the basic science
I try to make it fit, it's mystifying
I can get along
My spine's a rotted two-by-four
Barely hanging on
My benevolence just hits the floor
I get bored, I get bored
I get bored, I get bored
I get bored
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Lone Star Lake

What do you say? You sleep all day
We drive out to the only lake in Kansas
Turkey wheat, my heart sinks in the orange and pink
And I call you by your last name
I'll kiss you like a fever-dream companion
Ancient history, we burned that story like the 'Bama heat
And in the drunkenness of free reign
I'm an outlaw in the court of strong opinions
You'll kill me but my failure's legendary, babe

I get caught up in my thoughts
For lack of a better cause
My life's been mapped out to a T
But I'm always a little lost

You swerve to hit a dead deer
A girl like that would bore you to tears, baby
It's cosmic, a caustic buck knife slicing you
But I'll sit down at your table
I'll stand arm-in-arm with anyone who's able
To let me be the object of their misery
And I'll whistle like a songbird
And you'll parse my devotional words so carefully
My blood loss was such a weak performance after all

If I cannot tell a lie
We might be here all night
My heart's been strung up like a flag
Passively idolized

I shirk every rule of thumb
I got more where that came from
My expectations are a cinder block
I tote around like a hollow gun

What do you say? You sleep all day
Drive out to Lone Star Lake
What do you say? You sleep all day
Drive out to Lone Star Lake
Drive out to Lone Star Lake
We can drive out to Lone Star Lake
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Crimes of the Heart

I got off at your stop, at my stock's sudden drop
I'm a trusted doorstop or a paperweight, taciturn, inanimate
I can sit on your shelf, like ashes foretell
A spirit in hell while the living sleep right on through, take a shortcut

And I could've called I suppose, I'm the thorn on your rose
I'm the emperor's new clothes and I make it look easier every time
If you'da left it to me, who knows where we would be
Reading fortunes for free in someone else's goldmine

Survey my breaker like cheap wine
You let it in sometimes
A floodgate you can pantomime
You let it in sometimes

In every crime of the heart, you rip yourself apart
It's outsider art, provokes every emotion
And it may bewilder a few, it's an unpleasant view
You're an agent of truth, twisted up at the tail end

You play the villain like a violin
It comes from within
Darkness you can befriend
It comes from within

It's a dead end, don't overextend
Hail the darkness you can befriend

It's a dead end, don't overextend
Hail the darkness you can befriend
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Crowbar

I left your heart of glass in my unmade bed
In the right time, you could shine so bright in my doubtful eyes
And I imprint all your ideas on mine
I move awkwardly at the speed of light

Maybe it's easier to be afraid
Drenched in tragedy, manmade
And my compass is an antique
But if I'm not back soon, don't come looking for me

You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale and synthetic
Bending my crowbar with tension that's telekinetic
A paradox poetic, you get choked up reading the classics
Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite
A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it

I take a sip of something I can barely taste
Dull as dusk, with a skull and crossbones to bring us luck
And I, I know that you can't read my mind
I swear I said the same thing a hundred times

Maybe it's harder than it should be
Variations on a theme
I could wear it right on my sleeve
When an antagonist emerges, don't blame me

You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale and synthetic
Bending my crowbar with tension that's telekinetic
A paradox poetic, you get choked up reading the classics
Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite
A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it

A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it
A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it
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365

Three-hundred and sixty-five days
Tell me you're a wounded soldier
Ya ain't had much luck but grace is
In the eye of the beholder
I had my own ideas but
I carried you on my shoulders anyways, ooh

And I stopped picking up all your phone calls
Take a shot at decency
If i heard your voice on the other line
Unceremoniously
The shadows of a lie or a state of emergency
I've been run down, ooh

I catch your poison arrow
I catch your same disease
Bow like a weeping willow
Buckling at the knees
Begging you please

If you fly up beyond the cosmos
It's a long way to fall back down
You always go about this the wrong way
And I'm too weak to just let you drown

So when you kill, I kill
When you ache, I ache
We both haunt this old lifeless town
When you fail, I fail
When you fly, I fly
And it's a long way to come back down

Three-hundred and sixty-five days
Tell me I'm your lucky charm
We defy gravity again
Somehow make it out unharmed
And I have my thoughts about it but
I carry you in my arms anyway, ooh
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The Wolves

There's a car on the corner
She's waiting for me to come out
And I ain't said a word in weeks
These old habits will weigh you down
I can't talk to God, I can't light it up
I can't take something that I'm unworthy of
You might sing it wrong, clumsy
Off-key, top of your lungs
Smile at everyone

You don't ease up on me
You know I stay in a hurry, babe
I miss a lot of good things
If I throw my body on a plane, in a car, on the ground
I'm living like I'll never die
And your ax is not a key

There's a lock on the door
That costs more than my car, babe
And I ain't ever come close
To crossing that threshold anyways
I can't hear our song on the radio
Without a clear recollection of the touch-and-go
I can't prize my certainty, let bygones fade away
For my own sake

I walk a paper-thin line
I know there's something for everyone
But I've got a one-track mind
If I throw myself to the wolves
I did it all for the glory
Not the fruit rotting in my shade
Who's begging to get inside

There's a reason I fold
I'm sure it'll become clear
You've been proving yourself wrong
With or without me here
You don't look around, you don't check the score
You cause all that trouble then you beg for more
On every warm horizon of what I let disappear

You don't ease up on me
You know I stay in a hurry, babe
I miss a lot of good things
And when I throw myself to the wolves
I do it all for the glory
Not the wind shaking off my leaves
Not begging for a key
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Tigers Blood

You come alive in the heat, you ain't crossing state lines
Stood up like a crepe myrtle, can't be killed or denied
Throw a brick through the window, leave your mess at my door
Lord knows sooner or later it'll wash up to shore
Lord knows sooner or later it'll wash up to shore

You're laughing and smiling, drove my Jeep through the mud
And your teeth and your tongue bright red from tiger's blood
We were young for so long, seersuckers of time
Drank someone else's juice, left only the rind
Drank someone else's juice and left only the rind

And I held it like a penny I found
It might bring me something, it might weigh me down
You've got every excuse but it's an eerie sound
Oh, when that siren blows, rings out all over town

Named after a city you ain't never seen
Spellbinding copperheads banging a tambourine
And it's the kiss of death but it's the only way out
Galloped up to a mirror, looked her right in the mouth
Galloped up to a mirror, looked her right in the mouth

I'dve skated the surface, I'd left you alone
By now truer words spoken like blood from a stone
And it fills me with dread but I've learned to ignore
The smell of dust that creeps up through the cracks in the floor
The smell of dust, it creeps up through the cracks in the floor

And I held it like a penny I found
It might bring me something, it might weigh me down
You've got every excuse but it's an eerie sound
Oh, when that siren blows, rings out all over town
When that siren blows, rings out all over town
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Tigers Blood is the sixth studio album by American singer-songwriter Waxahatchee. It was released on March 22, 2024, through Anti-. It was preceded by the release of three singles, "Right Back to It", "Bored", and "365". The album received acclaim from critics.
Genre(s): Indie rock, folk rock
Producer(s): Brad Cook
Length: 42:46
Released: March 22nd, 2024
Year: 2024

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