1. |
Fingers In My Hair
01:17
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Previously on "My Desert Girl,"
You were combing your hair and I kept saying,
"Faster faster faster,"
I kept driving
And the car's on fire again
Wanna head out of town?
See the ghost towns I'm gonna live in?
Dead walls and dust scales and letters, prison, and ruby glasses
"You're in my head again, fingers in my hair,"
She said
"Yeah I know you too well"
(Cut to me again)
Make sure you make sure her eyes look like mercury in this scene
She's perfect she's perfect she's perfect she's perfect
Not just a movie dream
Not just a movie dream
Not just a movie dream
Can we go again, from the top?
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2. |
Previously On
04:25
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Write it in so that we end up together
An episode recap makes us look better
Flood my world in a honeycomb grid
Focus what I’m melting in
I’m looking through a wide lens
Warps as it follows you
Everyday, lack of shame
No control to get in the way
It’s always
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Draw a couple lines there, some dashes here
Carve some off and lick me clean, why don’t you dear?
Work the room, make me patient and true
A permanent marker crush on you
Pulling at the wheatgrass
Like you’re pulling at your madness
Pull up my forehead a couple more inches
Oh love, I’ll comfort you
But only if you have your profile to the screen
I’ll put my hand on your face, calm you down in symmetry
Oh, to wake up next to you
Soaking up all the red in your room
Gasps and sighs and lips on lips
The easiest sounds we can make voyeuristic
This is as intimate as it can get
Sex and violence, I’m desensitized, no flinch
My hand twitched like it was alive
Perfect in the moonlight
I thought I was over you but I’m back on, under you again
Submission must be as scary and sweet as stainless steel gleam
To you
To you
To you
To you
To you
To you
To you
To you
To me
To me
To me
To me
To me
To me
To me
To me
It’s always that look you give
When we hug
Over my shoulder
It’s in your eyes
And the audience can see everything
No one’s the moral compass
We’re all messed up
You two give a new meaning to the LA afternoon sun
What do I do now that you’re done?
What do I do now that I can’t lie there and fantasize about you for fun?
Reanimate yourself, my Knight of Cups
And love me because you can’t make any of it up
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3. |
Scored By
04:03
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This scene is scored by you again
I’m walking through Los Feliz
And when I’m near the theatre
I feel you
The soundtrack starts, the songs glint and yearn
My face flushes red, I run and turn
With joy across it all
You score my whole experience here
And lead me to where I can feel you but can never find you near
In this Los Angeles golden-movie daylight I know
Just how to hit the camera right
To get my good side
To angle up into the light
To close my eyes
And pretend to not worry anymore
But is it really you?
Or is it my expectation of you
We actors play good parts
Maybe it’s just too true
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4. |
Hilltop
02:07
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To think I can just drive up to your old house
Anytime I want
Lose my breath in the elevation, revelation, dizzy
A self-fulfilling prophecy of me sitting in the orange dirt
Swimming in your pool
In my head
I wonder, in real life, if we’d have this deep connection
By the way, was that a trap?
Desiring the hills, giving nothing back?
A slow climb to the literal top
But when I’d get there I could never stop?
Would it take me next?
Some of the criteria is met
Oh how I love something so much when I don’t know its truth yet
Those letters are magnetic, I tell you
That circular window is used in your first season for continuity
Do it again
I’m enamored by what used to be
It’s all early 2000s now, you see
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5. |
TV Debut
03:24
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On my TV debut
I
Delay my personal growth because it’s poignant
I
Can’t wait any longer to find it
I
Work myself up in a fit
I
Trick myself into crying so I can let it go
I
Love you so you don’t have to
I
Keep my hand closed tightly
I
Secretly not-so-secretly resent everything you did to me
I
Remember all memories
I
Keep your eyes on me
I
Can’t know my own secrets
I
Get what I want for a second
I
Break the fourth wall
I
Can finally show the world the sincerity I’ve practiced in the mirror
I
Keep glistening
I
Don’t know what to admit to
I keep you tuned…
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6. |
So I Can See
02:02
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Slow the frame down
So I can see the light flicker in and out
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7. |
Mulholland
04:56
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SV how you been?
You’re more than just a dream
I’ve been thinking about you again
My mind winding like Mulholland
I have nine hours to burn
So I get in my car and I learn
How to separate myself from this town that I’m living in
Do you have a house over here (or here)?
We stick like vinyl to flesh under confetti sun
I know you like it when I get it right, get it right
Omniscient and fateful as the Hollywood sign
Tell me when to get off, tell me when to get off
Tell me when to get off, when to get off get off get off get off get off
Tell me when to stop, when to go, when to turn, when to stop
To get off
(Get off)
I’m not even on a substance and I’m completely confused
People look at me like I’m not supposed to be here and I’m beginning to believe it too
If I live here long enough will I start falling in love with reptiles?
Everyone laughs to cover up the truth
How ‘bout me, how ‘bout you?
Those canyon roads
When I go
When I leave them, they take a part of me with them
Tell me when to get off, tell me when to get off
Tell me when to get off, when to get off get off get off get off get off
Tell me when to stop, when to turn, when to go, when to stop
To get off
Am I meant to be here to meet you, or not?
Am I meant to be here to know that I’m not?
The most sane I feel is when I’m high on top, reminded of my mortality
Of who I get to be in this life
Left side, I ride
With you again, right
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