'lil la la diddie loos

by Samasati

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released June 11, 2014

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Samasati Vancouver, British Columbia

Samasati (formerly known as Emma Perri)'s music is heartful, rich, intimate and can often be a very deep journey into what it means to be real and true to yourself. She describes it as an experimental and playful way to express the most absurd and personal depths within her head and heart. ... more

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Track Name: Stone Cold Killa
my sore throat is a stone cold killa
I left that night with lipstick still on my lips
your sore throat is a stone cold killa
I think you went for a kiss but then you saw my red lips and stopped.

I'm not fond of people who talk as much as me
I'm not fond of people that laugh as much as me
I always head to the back of the bus and wonder why I'm always surrounded by thugs
I always give way too much and wonder why I never have enough

my tight grip is a stone cold killa
I latched on way too long, my heart sang love songs
your tight grip was a stone cold killa
you let go way too soon and I felt like a fool

I am fond of people that don't depend on me and
I am fond of people that don't see much in me and
I am fond of people that will give up on me and
I am fond of people that aren't so good to me
I always sit when I'm told to sit when I've found a master that doesn't give a shit
I'm always eager to please his pride,
there's anything I would sacrifice
for
an emotionally unavailable man
Track Name: Airplanes
hold my hair while I puke up all the things I never want to see in me
while I hold my head in my hands “oh so peacefully”
I wish I could be there but it seems I’ve fallen down the stairs
and every inch of me is dunked in something sickly sweet

airplanes take you away
but they don’t really take you away

hold my hand while I prance along my head beside the shoreline
make it soft and make it hurt less while I let the wind blow my dress
I wish it could be sweet like lollipops and easter treats
but if you kiss my cuts it only means I’m seeing less

airplanes take you away
but they don’t really take you away

apparently I’m in love
but I’d still jump and I’d still run
apparently I’m in love
but if I am stuck I want no one
apparently I’m in love
but I’d still push and I’d still shove
to take me away, to really take me away

hold my hair while I puke up all the things I never want to see in me
while I hold my head in my hands “oh so peacefully”
I wish I could be there but it seems I’ve fallen down the stairs
and if you kiss my cuts it only means I’m seeing less

airplanes take you away
but they don’t really take you away
airplanes take you away
but they don't really take it away