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Make This Break This (album)

by Bitch

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Unstick 03:56
picture frames window panes highway strains and me on the inside side of moving street a moving me through states that take a mile and make a million from me to you fade into fast forward city where you went to find her disguised for her opening and i am still hoping someday you'll come costumed to my show you'll buy a ticket and i won't even know but i can't stand to stand up for this all the time i feel like i always put my love into rhyme and mail it to your house for three times a dime i should just stop my mouth pull it off then out unstick it from your dick take a long road trip kiss you goodbye try not to cry hope you'll come around sometimes i dream too big or too loud that's when i know people are so scared to be proud it's taken me years to feel allowed to speak out my fears or elevate my peers and i love you i love the you in you i know that love can feel heavy hot glue so i'll just go turn my head hit the gas with all the lead drive out of town leave you to your down time me to my can't-stay-around this time cuz i can't stand to stand up for this all the time i feel like i always put my love into rhyme mail it to your house for three times a dime i should just stop my mouth pull it off then out unstick it from your dick take a long road trip kiss you goodbye try not to cry hope you'll come around but that doesn't seem bound to happen picture frames window panes highway strains and me on the inside side of moving street a moving me Copyright 2006 Capital B Music (BMI)
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full moon came out in canada to steer us on our drive we hung under her wisdom we were just three hours from saying goodbye and as we crossed over the border back to our home states we made our words like mortar you told me about your rape those men looked through all of our stuff with black leather gloved hands our telling the truth just wasn't enough our skin just kissed and tanned they found our dicks and our greens they hated us for them both they hated us just for being two girls strong and on the road Copyright 2005 Capital B Music (BMI)
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long before the phone long before the drone of the long ride home long before you on my door what was there what did i wear how did it care were there slips of sadness slips of sadness under there did they cover her thighs cover with hair these lights are saying someone crashed up there what was before that who were they and where love just kept breaking us down i'm on a detour through this town i'm almost to the water when i drive i drive to my thoughts that's my office for the day i'm always heading far away heading for the letter wouldn't be wish you were here cuz that's long gone our hatemail happiness we just had to put that one finally to rest we tied it to a rock sent it on a walk with Virginia when she drowned and it's beautiful there trust me down the river with her genius and it doesn't gut me every time i see it so what's up with you did the water finally blue did you leave a scar on everyone you knew love just kept breaking us down i'm on a detour through this town i'm almost to the water my love is in four seasons now and trust me there's glowing on my skin even though the past always comes with its drunken boots in i feel better now and fundamentally strong like everywhere there's possibility the possibility of song it's kind of crazy what we did just made this mountainous magical meal now i just wanna digest and rest actually feel what i feel i wanna turn off the phone i wanna stop the drone i wanna find a home and just sit there cuz long before all of this when we were creatures of constellations we could glow and scream and be this beam but we couldn't write with light vibrations so i'm using my short time wisely cuz someday i'll be a far away gamma ray and i'd rather write than fight i'd rather write than fight i'd rather be home and alone i wish the highway would move itself so i could go on with my show not gassed up and catapulted through these millions of miles of air i'm a space traveller i'm a space maker i'm an unraveller i'm a pace maker so keep up so keep up so keep up Copyright 2005 Capital B Music (BMI)
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i don't wanna make this i don't wanna break this i don't wanna fake this but i don't feel like i can take this where did our love go just got lost on the road down the long dark highway of our backs we just packed up our bags and said go we loaded our dreams in the show we found the light but lost the track i don't wanna erase this i don't wanna embrace this i don't wanna face this but i know i can't take this where did our love go just got lost on the road down the long dark highway of our backs we just packed up our bags and said go we loaded our dreams in the show we found the light but lost the track i just guess that love was so far a way all the time just this promise of something that would never be mine by mine i don't know really what i mean just that you and i weren't always as they seemed we walked on cracking concrete and all around us people pounded their feet and no matter what between all the change of hands all the drops of sand underneath this heavy hard hat we wore trying to build this thing out of water-y land all this time our scalps were forming all these mountains we've driven past all these highways we got high on all the limits to our fast all the costumes we tried on all the dreams we drank like the smoothest of smoothies all the people that would appear just to soothe you and me and the library of congress we secured our words to typed away in some envelope not to be opened and the prose we sowed and the way it paid and the lows we loaded and the ways we paid and the glows we towed and the tries we tried and the shows we showed and the cries we cried all the crowds we wowed and the ones that got to us all the streets we sped down and the ones that stopped us all the fields we feel and felt as we went the world whipping by us and the muscles spent and the plants of poems we grew to rise and the dashboards that dashed us through those nights and our hearts how they got hardened and our guts how they got gutted and the bars that scarred us and the rust that cut us and the melodies they made river of rhyme where i wade and the fountains of youth and the mountains of you and the counting on truth no matter how hard it screwed and that's the truth we were screwed into each other like wood with a hole and we ate each other up like worms on a soul and this spit is all i have left the rest of us behind me that slippery street on my breast and the roads we rode and the eyes we eyed and the you's we used and all the skies where you and i would close our tired and treated eyes cut curtains into skirts open our legs up for the birth of what was going to be what was to be what ws going to be what was to be the neon name of us Copyright 2005 Capital B Music (BMI)
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Rise 05:57
near death near miss you got arrested I almost drowned he got himself out of the smallest hole all the way down there on the ground Baghdad lit up a green gold beat up by bullies with bombs generations old George Bush is as evil as Sadaam it takes one to know one and the screen screams on and on about Iraqi liberation all these puppets pronouncing protesters only a thousand in Times Square thousand what cops programmed by you Big Brother or Big Dad were Jeb and Bloomberg in there too try to not let people walk down Broadway the road our ancestors laid in the first place trains mysteriously slow making it impossible nearly impossible to go gather with each other no they'd rather kill mothers who give birth to brown babies stage some international foil while all our blood becomes their oil don't dare me to rise cuz I'll rise I'm facing down now aircraft can't call to ground now I feel halfway from my death and it's my surest breath yet cuz I'm not the only one dead tonight your bombs they light up the night you're just on that screen all smug your hands held tight like a taking hug like you're just waiting for daddy's handout the one he made off raping nations of people if I met you I'd smack you across your face I'd say wake up we didn't want you here in the first place don't dare me to rise cuz I'll rise I'm halfway down now wrapping some white light around now the plane screams through the sky like innocents before they die it's not war it's genocide just victims of your little boy games in this breath I write to say cuz revolution rolls through us it takes follow through and talk it takes agreeing to walk what we walk live to preach listen glean glisten pave poems from disaster make all to all a vaster possibility for our relations it's hand to hand Juliet said and I want to add mouth to mouth and do to do cuz we could all plant gardens and season our truth live like take back this land each have some soil on hand to make things grow dare us to rise cuz we'll rise Copyright 2004 Capital B Music (BMI)
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Witches 01:37
i'm sitting where the trickle of this water falls where ocean's fins come lapping up to meet the air you call me from where you're learning of witches how nine million women were hunted they were shaved shamed pulled naked before judges tortured til the third degree til anyone would confess to anything killed one by one to nine million and that's just in europe couldn't they have come up for air? i wanna go where spirit calls me i'm on a landing and a shore i'm on standard time zone i've got three in my bones i'm many i'm so many more i could question all that last stuff or just keep going slide down this bluff you didn't love me enough i don't want it now ok i'm one step down this sifting sandway i'm heading for so much more the land is sinking under me lower much lower than before as i increase in truth the footprints of determination become my door drawn forward as history unravels mass murders of us of us of us Copyright 2006 Capital B Music (BMI)
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You just had that whole system against you didn’t you From your daddy to the johns To the judges to the jury To your jailors To your jesus-drunk lawyer They all raped you didn’t they In their own systematic way Did it all go down in that imperialist hollywood kind of way the deals went down in high high office about your little hooker life you were used by them a little used hole with such a fiery fierce soul i saw it giving the finger to all the fingers that had held you down of course they killed you the witch hunt never stops Copyright 2004 Capital B Music (BMI)
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scratches on my window pane I'm riding highway like major vein vaguely leading to some beating love organ or am I still sore again are you all chiseled into your city mister all-work-and-no-foreplay are you all glued to your routine the one that makes me seem so extra ordinary and are you ordinarily scared of the extra that could be there the sun is setting on my life in the front view it's orange on my left in the rear view it's me and you and everywhere else I've left did I love you in a minute mister jump right in then out of it am I just up there singing to you daddy just because you're there and I can still smell you in my hair I'm approaching forty billion light years from your universe I'm wondering why I carry you around in my verse cuz I'm an evercoming coming new newcomer to you I'm rolling down this road want to unlock heavy load want to hold my heart open like a newly singing mouth left some of that part behind this morning left some of it smoking in the south did you notice some missing did some of my heart today run right off the top of your breakfast plate did you wake up late did you taste what you ate did you erase our date because some people do marry what makes them blue is there a limit to speed is yours posted I want to raise my glass way up in there and toast it I want to slide into your drive just coast in it I want to breathe in make the most of it Copyright 2006 Capital B Music (BMI)
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i remember loving you til the last drop was gone i remember love like it was the last night before dawn and now that i've crept out to this misty mountain lake i feel like i could take a tiny dip into someone who just reminds me of you i could just push him down on this rock ride up on his slippery cock and wish the sunrise would come up just once in your eyes just wish the sunrise would Copyright 2006 Capital B Music (BMI)
11.
Stone 00:51
i just dropped you off on your block you don't want to talk you don’t want to not talk you were easy like easy and hard like hard i should have never taken it this far cuz you're just sort of mean all caught up in some scene and i had this translucent dream that you could drop it as easy as you dropped your drawers on the other side of my door i knew i could unstone you but what for Copyright 2006 Capital B Music (BMI)
12.
there was this guy pacing anxiety all over his face that would burst into laughter every thirty seconds or so his walk was from side to side i couldn't help but wonder what he had eyed how the bombs had levelled things to who had more money makes war and everything torn there's a lot of lies in the sun today there's a lot of lies in the war they make there's a lot of lies in the love you and i try to make then there was the guy who's humor was so twisted he followed you into your bathroom stall pushed you in reached for his zipper as if he meant to rape you yelled then he laughed and walked away an employee at the station on an ordinary work day what other jokes were these women the subject of when their men had turned to murderers and the dead our friend Ante's wife lost her head when the building next door was bombed after that their marriage just bottomed out he felt like the inside of her had gone and at the tram in the underground at the bazaar on the outside of town we skirt ruins we see faces that war make sallow with grey and uranium hay the bomb they didn't drop so they say and the houses that are gutted and the children that are saved and over it all the coca cola flag waves and the lady who's so excited we speak english she gives us a free pair of gloves those gloves never warmed your hands how could they the cold was from the inside out on our skin and inside of it there's a lot of lives in the sun today there's a lot of lives in the war they made there's a lot of lives in the love you and i and then up in the sky the most beautiful swell of black crows right after sunset before the whole sky goes black they circled dipped and swarmed hypnotized me with their flight and then in a minute were gone Copyright 2005 Capital B Music (BMI)
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Landmass 03:34
i was a landmass i was seeping seething locks of seaweed grass i was a landmass i was beautiful boobed a mountain pass i was a landmass and floating Copyright 2006 Capital B Music (BMI)
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"A soulful outrage is evident on Bitch's debut solo album, "Make This Break This"--Time Out NY

TO BUY THIS ALBUM GO TO bitchmusic.com/store/bitch-make-thisbreak-this/

Bitch’s transformation into a solo artist began with this record put out by Kill Rock Stars.

It is symphonic, raise-the-roof revolutionary and break-your-heart ballad-y. Produced by June Millington of Fanny, mixed by Roma Baran (Laurie Anderson)

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released October 10, 2006

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Bitch Los Angeles, California

The longstanding queer music icon Bitch makes witchy poet pop. She does it with violins and synthesizers, and the songs she writes are spectral, heartbreaking, political, and beautiful. "Bitchcraft" is like Joni Mitchell set to a click track, it’s queer Cyndi Lauper. It’s neon pink, in your face, ready to hex you with its brilliance. ... more

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