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Lyrics for "Tempe"

It's getting to the point where I can go to your side of town again. And not feel like I left a part of myself in your apartment, that night. I've already lost parts of myself around town, with other men. I'm glad that I'm finding some peace. I'm glad that I didn't really need to. I read that you'll know that it's over if you can hear his name- without feeling a rise in blood pressure and anger within your guts. I've already told my family and friends that I'm sorry, I never listen. I wish this regret would just leave. I wish I'd had the bravery to. And I-I-I-I-I wish I could spare myself the emptiness- The cavern insi-i-i-i-ide but I know, it was needed for growth. Fucking growth . . . It's getting to the point where I can go to your side of town again. And I wonder if you're happy, or lonely, or drinking with Nate, or online. It's funny to think I barged in your life and sat down, uninvited. Thank you for sharing your weed. Thank you for never really needing me.

#ShamikaL.Moore #singer-songwriter #Tempe #organ #yoursideoftown #rainyTuesday

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Risk In My Room (Lyrics)

I dream of you in color, and I wish it’s go away.

I get so angry with myself, and it lasts for the rest of the day.

How can I stand to sit next to you when I've felt your chest on mine?

In dreams so real, I could kill myself. In fact, I’d prefer it:

there’s time.

There’s time when you’re dead to think about things: 

What you’d do differently, who you’d kiss across seats, 

Of the car that you cleaned, cuz you knew he’d be in it.

I’m struggling baby, so eager to finish,

The what-ifs I’ve seen every night while asleep,

(I miss you already an you’re not really gone).

Just give me a minute, I’m so wrapped up in it,

I’d rather be with you than alone with no risk in my room.

Your eyes are dark and open, you know what you’re about.

I can’t understand how you pull it together, I always seem to leave something out.

You always know what time it is, and what time you have to go.

I’ll throw your watch into a dry wash, then Skynet will never know:

All the things we’ve discussed, how I feel about Trump,

How you never ate meat ‘til you decided you did. 

Now you cook like it’s nothing, it’s really amazing

How we change when we want to and we don’t when we don’t.

If I could change you at all, I suppose it’d be selfish.

I’d prefer you were messy and unstable like me.

But because something’s easy doesn’t mean that it’s better.

I’d rather you were real than on par with the risk in my room . . .

There’s no risk in my room. It’s as cluttered as my thoughts.

I can mumble and laugh to myself . . . I can do that with you.

You can never come over, cuz I’ve kept too much paper.

God I still have the letters that you wrote me in basic.

And the spare butcher paper, I don’t know where you got it,

With ‘from you’ written on it, and now Buckley’s peed on it-

There’s time . . .

#there'stimewhenyou'redead #tothinkaboutthings #riskinmyroom #lyrics #poetry #shamika #Skynet #IknowthattheyknowthatIknow #alwayswatching #istillhavenotesfromhighschool #ineverthrowanythingaway #takingapplicationsforanewsustainboy

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One of my most recent songs, written on Sonny, my uke. <3

#ukulele #singer-songwriter #loveisallaround #dreams #wakeupangrywithmyself #idreamofyouincolor #shamika #whereismysustainboy?

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Recorded in the depths of a major change in my life. I love you all, many blessing and whatnot.

#ukulele #cover #Singer-Songwriter #shamika #it's about time

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And you may be acquainted with the night But I have seen the darkness in the day And you must know it is a terrifying sight Because you and I are living the same way

Amanda Palmer

#amandafuckingpalmer #singer-songwriter

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Performed at the Trunk Space, one of my favorite venues. :D

#finally #trunkspace

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Wrote a new song on ukulele. Just need to polish it a bit and it’ll be ready for filming. Um, hopefully the person it’s about isn’t remotely aware of my music pages? I don’t know, we’ll see. T.T  

#singer-songwriter #it'snotaboutyou #it'sprobablyaboutyou

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Suxxxxxxxx

I played Suxfest on Friday, and was blown away and humbled by the amazing amount of talent all around. Who are these people? Do they know how amazing they are? Do they believe it when they get home after a show and lay in bed, thinking? Is this what life is like as a musician who actually goes outside?

I love everyone I’ve met. I am releasing my inner Amanda Palmer and excited to meet more. :D

#phxsux #andywarpigs #amandafuckingpalmer #finally

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Ayooo

I’m playing Suxfest 2017 in downtown Phoenix on October 27th. I’m so fucking stoked, man. It’ll be the biggest show I’ve played so far. :D

In other news, I’m songwriting WAAAY more than usual. Excellent.

#ohmygoodness #soexcited #phoenixsux #gohardorgotosleep

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And it pours out

If I really stop and think about it

You're a scent I once knew in theory

One that passed through and made me pause.

And the memory slipped away like water. Evaporated, assimilated, got away like summer plans, like laying down to nap but sleeping for hours and hours. I don't sleep when I should baby, cause I scold myself 'bout you.

I think, 'You stop this right now, you dumb fuck.'

But I can't.

I can't stop thinking about your eyes (dark), your hands (nice), your smile (realrealsudden).

I want to touch your face. I want to hold your face and smirk and nudge you away. Go away, please don't, but do.

And when I dream of you, and when I sway, my spirit reaches for you, leaves me with a whooshing sound deep, deep down.

Let me tuck my feet beneath your legs, Jesus, your knees. Let me smile from across the couch and trill a victory song, let me die.

Let me die in a sweet moment knowing I've truly touched your heart, held your heart, destroyed your heart, and healed it.

I hope these dreams are yours. I hope when I kiss your hand, you wake up with an impression of my intent. Wake up fuzzy, wonder why it feels like someone's held you all night. Because I have. I will. If you'd ask, if I'd murmur. If my fears would crumble like clods of sand.

I sculpted your face once on the shore of a lake. In the middle of the night, drunk college boys destroyed it, and I watched from the window as hours of work were flattened. The dice said you'd be mine, and the cards did, too.

And fuck it, I'll wait. What else am I doing? There is a stillness within me, and I look up through the warm water to see the sun shining through. Manta rays circle above. The water will take me, my want will drown me, there is comfort in the still. And the quiet. And the fear.

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Back to work. Gonna make an album, gonna make an album if it kills meeeeeeee. :)

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Troffles and Geetar

Over a week ago, I played at an open mike for the first time in (what felt like) forever. It was nice to hear local musicians again, and everyone was so talented and passionate, it really got me fired up. I have this nasty habit of getting distracted by life oscillating between pleasant and miserable, and I tend to sprawl out in my room and rarely venture outside. But the outside world is worth the effort. I like going to open mikes to hear other people and sing for them and eat truffles and what-not. Soon, I’d like to have a regular schedule, routinely go out and play music. And hopefully when I do, I remember to let in the ones who want to be apart of this magical exchange.

#Loneliness is a sickness #I know #Geetar #Summer is for lovers

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TEAR THE MOTHERF****ER DOWN!

Apparently, being a theatre tech brings a host of skills that never go away. Like knowing when you stripped a screw or planning how to re-purpose and construct things. Also, breaking things apart and carrying heavy things will become second nature. (i.e. “Move aside, weakling.” *BAM, HOIST, GRUNT*) As a dreamy, brooding kid, I enjoy being a grimy doer sometimes. Who would have thought I’d grow up to sew stuffed animals and demolish pre-historic backyard sheds? I’d say I’m the strong silent type, but that’s not quite right, either. I still lay down and make distressed noises at the first wave of emotional distress. Which as a flighty broad of an INFX, happens pretty often. *grin*

#theshedmustdie #thelostboysofHogwarts #ShamikaL.who?

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NOT DEAD, NOT BY A MILLIMETER

Hey, I’m alive. Surprise, I guess? Have ya’ll listened to Amanda Palmer? I hadn’t until this year, and I wish I’d found her sooner. Her cover of ‘I Will Follow You Into the Dark’ gives me the feels. I listen to it on repeat to fall asleep.

#summerisforlovers #nothing'severlostforever

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What is life, even?

I've recently graduated from ASMT and become a licensed massage therapist. People pay me to coax their muscles into optimal function, and I LOVE IT. All of my gruesome anatomy curiosity has paid off. I love what I do, I just wish I had more business. That being said . . . I want to record an EP, but I feel pulled in two directions. On one hand, I've free fallen into being a small business owner. Bookkeeping and scheduling is interesting and new. Again, anatomy rules. On the other hand, I wanted my own business so I could be flexible enough to *make* more music. But sometimes I feel I've neglected my admirers by recording a demo and not much else. Maybe it's too early to say I can't have both. I want both, desperately. I want everything, dammit. Massage and music. Bodies and sound. Me and . . . me. ×_×

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Unusual Facts

"Even after millions of years' labor in the huge collective of the human body, a cell recalls how to live alone"

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Clinic

I. Love. Clinic. At ASMT. As students, we get to work on the public every weekend, and the people I've met and massaged are some of the most pleasant, grateful people you could hope to work on. Their feedback has been invaluable, and so has the information I've learned from their bodies at rest. I've felt and experienced things I find hard to explain, but know that I feel this is a great career for me, and I'm so glad I took that first step. :D