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The Afternoon of Extravagant Delight

by Clementine

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Isabella Scott
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Isabella Scott All of the songs are so good its almost offensive, but i miss being a tree might have to be my favorite. It's so hard for me to choose one thats superior though because god /damn/ they are all so meaningful, and im sure that this is one of those things where everyone applies the lyrics and the music to them but all in a different way, and honestly thats one of my favorite things about music in general, it can touch so many people simultaneously, good luck guys <3 Favorite track: I Miss Being A Tree.
Cassidy Reed
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Cassidy Reed Not only does Chris have a unique voice and emotion behind every lyric, but even the music itself makes me feel something. Definite new fan. The Afternoon of Extravagant Delight is flawless. Favorite track: Poppy Bitch.
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Poppy Bitch 04:09
now I got off work at 2 am and I'm awake 2 hours later turned on my old phone and read all the old texts and I'm afraid they made me miss her and it was cool when we skipped school and my mom never knew you were hiding in my room I learned everything about sex with you it's true I believed us when we swore we never would but we did we grew Into different people with different lives who have different nights with different girls and different guys and I will try not to lie because my mom says it brings her down but the truth is I self sabotage and all that I've got are these songs that I love that other people wrote out now I dropped you off at 3 a m and my mouths a little bitter you're scared you'll get hurt well you're a talented liar but we're not off Tess, we're just tired and I wish my favorite band would last more than a week I wish love wouldn't leave with the drinks in our bloodstream or fade with the sun like the dreams we have while we sleep Into different people with different lives who have different nights with different girls and different guys and I will try not to lie because my mom says it brings her down but the truth is I self sabotage and all that I've got are these songs that I love that other people wrote out reciprocity confidently believing in such balancing the illusion is beautiful but immensely misleading you see I'm fleeting and fickle like the shadows of dancing leaves the sun and the wind produce lies without meaning so please be forgiving they're no better than me the law of balancing reads if I'm falling you're leaving Into different people with different lives who have different nights with different girls and different guys and I will try not to lie because my mom says it brings her down but the truth is I self sabotage and all that I've got are these songs that I love that other people wrote out
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you are the sex that I see amidst monsters and old homes all threatened by a volcano not awake but not quite asleep in my bed dwarfed by a spec swallowing the universe living in my head not yours but not quite my own don't run away because I won't but don't love me because I don't flying like a sponge I've soaked you up well I'm home but not really home I've let my mind corrupt I'll distract with these stories that sleep thought up so you won't notice that my eyes want nothing more than to touch I'm not perfect by any means and you know this so please just stop lying I can't take it it just makes me bleed I'm so infected I'm so well you seem quite dishonest but my ears can't feel and it'd be silly to dwell on it when your body is so real
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13 03:32
here, we'll sit in the grass over my head, the leaves dance "are you sure?" no, yeah I like this spot a lot over my head, the leaves laugh "it's just dirt" I woke up feeling anxious it's no reflection of you I'm just confused, unsure, and nervous I feel entirely removed But I told them to leave and they all listened, and went away from me I like to watch myself burn it's so much easier than letting myself learn Cus I got hurt, so I'll burn you back That's how I work, I swear I never asked to be this way Here, I'll watch the cars pass while you claim my face I heard, it's all about perspective the timing, the place a bruise on my neck now doesn't really mean a thing I mean, my dad's just so tired and removed these days I guess i't's funny really, I shouldn't be sad about anything I guess it's funny really, I wished for this when I was thirteen wish I was thirteen
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The sun licked my face through the cracked blinds I turned on, and layed, still, through my squinting eyes Last night I got high, and went back to July I'm eating your lips on your torn self-portrait She's got eyes on the back of my bed I'm self conscious and anxious as she watches me undress I'm alone for the first time in ten months and wondering Why would I set fire to my life again this time I didn't care if I lost all my friends I imagine myself dying when I drive through intersections We put meaning into that little ball of lint Fuck his name, fuck last night, fuck your face I'm so tired of acting like it's all okay My mom's got this friend, she's gonna die in a few days Oh I'm lost, oh I'm lost, Oh I'm lost I try to avoid taking broadway or saying your name You wake me up every morning I went out last night and ran into the sun She sang to me, "I miss being a tree" I spent almost a year crying onto your shoulder & Now that I don't have you, I've been forced to get older We hid our love inside that little ball of lint Fuck his name, fuck last night, fuck your face I'm so tired, I hate everyone and everything Some days my mom's my only friend I'm fucked when she leaves Oh, please don't leave me I'll always wish the summer would've never ended but it did, and it burns my heart Now I'm just trying to mend it and not fall apart and Tess, you're really making it hard And for some reason, I'm still holding on to that little ball of lint Fuck his name, fuck last night, fuck your face I'm so tired, I don't understand a single thing Suzanne says she's surprised but she's not scared to die Oh I'm lost, Oh I'm lost, where am I? Oh I'm lost, Oh I'm lost, who am I? Oh I'm lost, Oh I'm lost, Oh I'm fine
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I put a hole in my head To let everything out I bury things there People dreams words and doubts I believed it’d relieve That the pressure’d seep out It was quick with no words I dreamt of people Sans doubt I’m working hard for a life that I don’t want Learn some numbers this guitar is a waste Everyone that I know is alone Lucky me, I never wake up the same And I’ve heard this song a million times before But this is the first time that I’ve heard the words I’m forgetting who I am amidst these awful thought If the spinning never stops bury my, My head in the dirt Keep telling yourself it’ll be okay Keep telling yourself that you’re gonna make it some day Keep telling yourself it’ll be alright Keep telling yourself that it was love we made tonight I generally attempt to avoid being literal but This pain is physical A never ending list Demands my life to give I’m just afraid I will not wake before I live I classify myself as a romantic My mouth’s a loose cannon Can’t can it I think that I’m manic My head is tangled with tangents of rampant thoughts of her hands down someone else and I panic and now I’ve lost it all

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"The Afternoon of Extravagant Delight" by Clementine.
Clementine is: Chris Trevigne (guitar/vox) Christian Rich (drums)

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released June 21, 2013

Written and performed by Clementine. Recorded at Parametric Studios in Scottsdale, Arizona with Alex Regan.

Bass written and performed by Alex Sanders

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Clementine Tempe, Arizona

CLEMENTINE

Tempe, Arizona

CLEMENTINE is: Chris Trevigne & Christian Rich.

ESTD. 2012

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