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Layla

by Zelma Stone

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1.
River 04:00
2.
Golden 04:59
Another rule, another chain on my leg, another fool to try and change my own ways, they think I'm lonely, they think I'm just like the rest, i'd say I'm careful, confused none the less I bet what hurts the most, is to hear me me laugh. I bet what hurts the most, is to see me dance, i’ll take the blame before you change your mind, i used to think you were a waste of my time, they said i was wrong, they think that I should run away, this time I wasn't up for the things they had to you say I bet what hurts the most, is to hear me me laugh. I bet what hurts the most, is to see me dance, but now you're all happy, now your all gold and new/free, I'm glad you're now happy, so I/you don't have to deal with you/me
3.
Being here where things are breakable I guess we’ve chosen this path It’s a long familiar road now darling and these seasons just keep on coming back We are all such tiny, programmed machines stuffing more and more stones up our sleeves collecting mostly the pretty ones but they’re heavy enough to make us bleed well its dark out and you could be my light bulb boy Im tired now so please tell me i’ve found my way But I would never tell you I was wrong Living in all the fear of all the signs I wish that I read But hear we are, you are combing by bangs back as if I was numb and there’s been nothing said well its dark out and you could be my light bulb boy Im tired now so please tell me i’ve found my way But I would never tell you I was wrong softly waiting, why you miss behaving, I will test your patience, call on the silence oh to feel the silence is there something larger than love? Than Love? I can feel your love I can taste your love I can hold your love I can heal your love Your love I can hold your love I can Smell your love I heal your love
4.
Cut Hair 03:28
Lost in all the shit in which our heart seems to manage Why are we all wrapped in bandages and smoke? It might take a couple lives to clean up all the damage, We just got to get it written all out Hey, Yo, River, Climb up my bones again, Me feel whoBring a flower for forgiveness, It compliments the sheets as they sway And the bruise of what’s forgotten, resonates that sting as time replays And it’s not that I want to bore you, its that I got nothing left to say, And sadly I’ve had enough fun, I thinking I’ll retire for the day Can I ask you why you touched her their? Can I ask you why she won't cut her hair? Can I ask you once more? Can I ask you to show him the door? May we slowly take advantage of everything and everyone we know, In response to all the damage, this situation is bound to unfold And it’s not that I want to bore you, its that I got nothing left to say, And sadly I’ve had enough fun, I thinking I’ll retire for the day Can I ask you why you touched her their? Can I ask you why she won't cut her hair? Can I ask you once more? Can I ask you to show him the door?le again, I want to feel it all Don’t mistake a piece of a broken heart with a piece of art, It rambles on, till the stone is lost, and a thousand trees gamble into the dark Hey, Yo, River, Climb up my bones again, Me feel whole again, I want to feel it all

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released January 18, 2019

Vocals and Rhythm Guitar- Chloe Zelma Studebaker
Lead Guitar- Kevin Fielding
Bass- Haley Pan
Drums- Jake Kissner
Key Board- Jewelz

Recorded at Lightrail Studios, San Francisco

Released by Honey House Records

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Music project of San Francisco-based songwriter Chloe Zelma Studebaker

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