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Confession .300. If I Played Along To Ease The Friction, Would You Still Tell Me That I’m Terrible?

Is this what you came for, you paid for?
To watch somebody burn and crumble and stumble
Then fumble all my words and let you twist them
And listen to all the ugly things you tell me i am
i’m tryin’ so hard to understand how i’m the
Master Manipulator who couldn’t fool anyone
Monster Reciprocator, shot no bullets from my gun
The Drama Queen who never seems to get applause from anyone
i won’t be who you say i am…

Confession .300.  If I Played Along To Ease The Friction, Would You Still Tell Me That I'm Terrible?

Of course i’m returning with a Gabbie Hanna song – it’d feel inappropriate if i didn’t.  Lol.  Her new EP, Bad Karma came out on the day my blogging ‘vacation’ ended, and given that the first time i heard the song “Special”, i immediately sat down, choreographed a whole routine and built a set to perform it next Sunday at Moonshadow, this felt like the appropriate song to return to.

So i’m back… kinda.

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Confession .259. Butterflies Ruined My Perfect Day…

You need to get Your conscience clean, but just spare me the details please
i wanna keep remembering this Perfect Day
i’m not the type to be left speechless, but i don’t think i can deal with this
That’s all the closure that You’ll give, this Perfect Day…

Confession .259.  Butterflies Ruined My Perfect Day...

Are W/we surprised it’s another Gabbie Hanna song at this point?  No?  Good.  🙂

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Confession .258. You Like Broken Girls Cause They Make You Feel Put Together…

You love em sick, dig up all the ugly shit
Then You offer up Your remedy
Your tightened lips never let Your secrets slip
Your repressed memories aren’t impressing me…

Confession .258.  You Like Broken Girls Cause They Make You Feel Put Together...

i sat down last night with every intention of listening to Gabbie Hanna’s 2WayMirror EP all the way through.  i warned Y/you all i would be all about it when it came out, and to expect posts with the songs.  The problem is, i started listening to this first song and it wound up on repeat all night… so i still haven’t heard any of the rest of the album!

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Confession .257. Maybe I Like To Hurt Sometimes…

i’m bracin for impact, leave my heart intact
i wish You never came around
New situation with low expectations
You still managed to let me down…

Confession .257.  Maybe I Like To Hurt Sometimes...

If Y/you’ve been here for any length of time, you know i’m an absolute stan for Gabbie Hanna, and she’s releasing a new EP tomorrow (5/31).  Recently she released a video that was a behind-the-scenes of her songwriting process, and this is the song that came from that.  (A few that got the EP early, i assume in other timezones, have posted it to Youtube, but i believe an official music video is dropping tomorrow with the EP.)

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Confession .242. Make Your Tragedies A Work Of Art…

Can you medicate a broken heart?
Make your tragedies a work of art
Medicate a broken heart
Build your walls up just to rip them apart
Is this the way to fix this or is this a quick fix?
i really couldn’t say
Can you medicate, medicate, medicate it away?

Confession .242.  Make Your Tragedies A Work Of Art...

i’m going to need some of my favorite female live singers to learn this song ASAP.  Gabbie killed it again… and she brought about a HUGELY relevant topic at the moment to me… so that’s what i’m going to talk about.

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Confession .225. Please Someone Prove Me Wrong…

You don’t know who i am, it changes with the moon
Give me time, i’ll bring out the worst in You too
No happy ever after
You’re already gone…

Confession .225.  Please Someone Prove Me Wrong...

Gabbieeeeeeee.  Dammit.  In what is becoming a theme, Gabbie Hanna released two new songs that are related to each other, “Monster” and “Monster (Reborn)” in a joint music video.  The transition in this one was so seamless that i had to go back and re-watch to make sure i knew what was going on and which song was which.  But child… what gets me?  The end of Monster (Reborn)!  i’m not going to tell Y/you what it is… Y/you’re just going to have to go watch!  Be prepared… maybe have tissues if Y/you connect deeply with lyrics like i do.

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Confession .203. But The Static Still Cracks In My Veins…

My brain is poisoned and I’m searching for the antidote
But every time I find it
My defenses scream, “Oh no you don’t!”

Confession .203.  But The Static Still Cracks In My Veins...

Those of you who know how much I relate to music and follow my Facebook may have seen this particular post coming.

On August 1st, Gabbie Hanna (TheGabbieShow) released a Youtube Video called “Roast Yourself Harder Challenge (Diss Track!!!!!)” framing the video as another attempt at her ‘roast yourself challenge’ video now that she had more fuel for her self-disses.  But about 2 minutes and 30 seconds in… it gets real… and deep… and dark.  And while she’s describing her relationship with the Youtube Sphere and being a social media influencer, I find that it screams my heart for what it’s like to be a blogger in SL.  So today’s post will be the lyrics from that point onward… and the video will be embedded below for you to listen to the whole thing if you want.  I heavily recommend it… it’s crazy good.

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