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Cannonball

by Rebecca Loebe & Ashley Mcbryde

 

I’ll paint a face on top of my face before we go out

Toe off the edge heel off the ledge follow me down

I’ll take your name, I’ll share the blame, I’ll curl into the fall

Cannonball

 

I’ll pull my knees up to my chin, give it a go

You mow the yard, I’ll wash the car it’s all for show

Beneath the hood nothing is good as we thought it would be

The damage done is hidden from each other perfectly

 

I wanna scream, I wanna claw

Tonight a fight or a flight beats nothing at all

You get a warning shot, then it’s your call

I’m gonna blow right through these walls

Cannonball

 

I put my lips on top of your lips every night

Tell me that this is good as gets doesn’t seem right

My bags are packed the hammer’s back, I gotta let it fall

 

I wanna scream, I wanna claw

Tonight a fight or a flight beats nothing at all

You get a warning shot, then it’s your call

I’m gonna fly right through these walls

Cannonball

 

When you were a kid did you ever wish

You were somebody else

Summertime games with the neighborhood gangs, 

So sure of themselves

Scared to death you just held your breath

And close your eyes that’s all

Cannonball

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MANAGEMENTRalph Jaccodine. rjaccodine@gmail.com (617.393.9800)

US CLUB & FESTIVAL BOOKING: Mary Granata. mary@granataagency.com (973.208.7291)

RECORD LABEL: Blue Corn Musicdaria@bluecornmusic.com

PUBLICITY: Nick Loss-Eaton. nick.losseaton@gmail.com

EMAIL REBECCA: rebecca@rebeccaloebe.com