Two Lives from Tame by De-Esser

I was busy sitting in the same damn place
wondering if I'm ever gonna leave some day
if there's a way something always gonna keep you chained
even love can be a kind of weight

fantasies of death can come in different shapes
a desert, or a farm house, or an oceanscape
where you can fade and forget about the life you've made
even love can be a resting place

(chorus)
I only need two lives
one to burn by the road side
one to play my cards just right
and give the pot away
and if I only live two times
oh one I swear would be so kind
that it would make up for the last time
yeah it would wipe the slate

if a body never washes up to shore
how can you be certain that it's not still warm
or changed its form and wandered out under a different name
living somewhere with a stranger's face

(chorus)

• Folk
• blues
• indie folk
• lo-fi
• singer-songwriter
• tape
• Seattle