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STORIES Vol. 2: #andersentetold

by SHE-la

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1.
Mommy and daddy left me When I was a little girl They went to the market to get some bread If they would return I couldn't tell Mommy and daddy left me When I was a little girl However many hearts of paper I cut out to make them stay The monsters living in my closet would come out and start to play However many times I cried, oh please come back, 'cause I'm afraid Nobody answered Nobody answered Nobody answered Nobody Mommy and daddy left me When I was only nineteen My daddy he cried when my mommy died He needed to start another life Mommy and daddy left me When I was only nineteen However many hearts of paper I cut out to make them stay The monsters living in my closet all come out and start to play However many times I cry, oh please come back, 'cause I'm afraid Nobody answers Nobody answers Nobody answers Nobody answers The angry Ork, it's not his fault, he's from an angry family The helpless Groke, her heart deprived of love just froze in atrophy The warbling Siren who loves way too deep to ever be fulfilled The lonely Giaur, who almost died himself when his true love was killed Iracebeth, "off with your head", who killed her king not to be left The Sorceress Xayide, who knew emptiness protects the soul from clefts The Dancing Clown, always around to mirror what you fear the most The damaged Demons, fractured Spirits and the disillusioned Ghosts And then the Shadow And then the Shadow And then the Shadow And then the Shadow Mommy and daddy left me They'll never come back again But monsters who played in my room every day Remained and became my truest friends Mommy and daddy left me But somehow here I stand
2.
ana 07:04
Ana, Ana, Ana, Ana So mature, yet so naive So cynical, so sensitive So unbreakable, yet so easily hurt And for every wound she will punish herself Ana, Ana, Ana, Ana So her eyes will just get bleaker As her body will grow weaker With her shadow slowly fading In bereavement calmly wading Ana, Ana, Ana, Ana The thinner her skin The thicker her heart The thinner her skin The thicker her heart The thinner her skin The thicker her heart The thinner her skin And then one day Someone will say I should have noticed that before But it will all be too late Because by then She will already be cured Or gone Gone Gone Gone Ana, Ana, Ana, Ana
3.
She could have swum the bottom of the ocean For three hundred years But she gave it up For one blind prince She could have sung heavenly songs For three hundred years But she gave it up Bold enough to meet the sea witch Strong enough to fight the monsters Brave enough to leave her dearest But in the face of love She has gone mute She has turned silent Like so many women in the world She let her voice be unheard She stood and watched Though every step she took Hurt like knives cutting through her feet Though her heart broke She never spoke She could live up to all of her potential Every single day But she never will He stands in her way She could reach out and live her dreams Every single day But she never will Strong enough to face each day and Wear the smiling mask she’ll always Put on to conceal her tears But since he raised his fist She has gone mute She has turned silent Like so many women in the world She let her voice be unheard She stood and watched Though every step she took Hurt like knives cutting through her feet Though her heart broke She never spoke Do not go mute Do not turn silent It’s your body It’s your life Love needs no sacrifice Do not dissolve Into sea foam This is your life Stand up and fight
4.
impeccable 05:57
Of all that I've done wrong That I laugh a little too loud That my hair's a little too blonde That I sing just a little off key Thank you for telling me That what is good won't last That I've grown a little too skinny That I've lived a little too fast That I drink just a little too much Thank you for showing me Now there's something I need you to do How should I put it So it doesn't sound rough Mr Impeccable, I need you to Fuck right off That I'm a bit too smart That I sleep a little too long That I work a little too hard That I talk just when you want to read Oh, I'm a mess indeed Now there's something I need you to know As hard as you tried You did not kill my grit Mr Impeccable, please hear me now I don't give a shit It took me more Than one eye blink To let it sink but now I know It’s over
5.
Twenty mattresses piled upon my bed Twenty eiderdowns where I lay my head And one dry pea that blackens my skin Whatever it takes I'm gonna marry that prince Ay, ay, I wore a blank gaze when I stood at the gate Oh, oh, oh, slate were my cheeks and untangled my plait Ay, ay, ay, I didn't eat or drink for many days But knowing I'm his perfect princess I could wait Oh my charming prince living with his mom Helping her little boy to find the one Who will deserve his love and his means Who'll blithely get bruised To make the prince king Oh, oh, oh, oh, did you see her love, her sacrifice Awe at her bonny intrigue and her well-meaning lies Who would let their only child choose his ways tossing dice She had to find the perfect princess she’ll despise Twenty mattresses piled upon my bed Twenty eiderdowns where I lay my head I ate the pea And the pampered prince Now rots with his queen In their country of means
6.
It is all clear now Don’t try to understand ‘Cause the Universe will burn Oh yeah, oh yeah It is all clear now Don’t try to understand ‘Cause the Universe will burn Oh yeah, it is evident Castration, rumination, pause, regurgitation Exoplanet exaltation, transillumination Correlation, not causation, misidentification Bourgeoisification, revivification Desacralisation, desexualisation Dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-disintegration Dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-Trump administration Dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-masturbation Dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-dis-bus station Just give it a break-ation It is all clear now Don’t try to understand ‘Cause the Universe will burn Oh yeah, oh yeah It is all clear now Don’t try to understand ‘Cause the Universe will burn Oh yeah I know the ultimate answer The answer is The answer is Fuck you, I won’t tell!
7.
I’d sometimes rather not love at all Than let you see me at my most insecure But then I go ahead and strip myself bare Hoping to hear I deserve to be here Fear of exposure Fear of exposure Fear of exposure Why do I want it so Make myself real in your eyes Need you to make me whole I’m an attention whore I’m an attention whore I’m an attention whore I really care what you think of me But you need to know that I don’t owe you anything I want to think I know what I’m doing here My fear becomes a bridge touching your fear Fear of exposure Fear of exposure Fear of exposure Why do I want it so Make myself real in your eyes Need you to make me whole I’m an attention whore I’m an attention whore I’m an attention whore
8.
Always two minutes before the right time Or sometimes maybe three past Floating too slow to ever reach the shore Or sometimes circling to fast Butterflies coming in through your window Amidst an oneiric storm Their wings fluttering words to keep you fed Descending whirls to keep you warm Oh, it must all be so easy On a different string Oh, it must all be so easy On a different string Always two footsteps before the right place Or sometimes maybe three past The hands of time do a freer dance And at times they freeze aghast At bullets blooming after being shot And crosses that cherish the noughts Amaranthine impressions, unspoken loves Murmurations of starling-winged thoughts Oh, it must all be so easy On a different string Oh, it must all be so easy On a different string In another universe You left the table before I came To the bar in this city Where it’s always two a.m. In another universe I cling to every nip I dote on every crumb Immerse in every sip Oh, it must all be so easy On a different string Oh, it must all be so easy On a different string
9.
Hold on, baby, your mistake is my exam If you get over it, I've passed But if it breaks you, it's me who has failed I could kill for every single tear In these innocent eyes Yet I'm the one who rolls them down your cheeks All you ask for is love And it's all I want to give you but I Need you to show me how If you don't forgive yourself, you won't be forgiven You don't need to try too hard You’re perfect when you're good enough And I know one day you'll find the beauty that's hidden inside you But till then be strong, girl, be smarter than I But till then be strong, girl, be smarter than I My sweet baby, the game of life is in your hands And you can play it well, I know But if it breaks you, it's me who's at fault I should give you all the strength you need To keep the doubters at bay Yet I'm the one who deals the hardest blows All you ask for is love And it's all I want to give you But I need you to show me how If you don't forgive yourself, you won't be forgiven You don't need to try too hard You’re perfect when you're good enough And I know one day you'll find the beauty that's hidden inside you But till then be strong, girl, be smarter than I But till then be strong, girl, be smarter than I Take it easy, child, don't cry Let me hold your hand Let me stroke your hair Sleep well, sleep well I promise I'll never hurt you again I promise I'll never hurt you again

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SHE-la STORIES: #retrospect / #andersenretold is not only music - it is a multiartistic phenomenon, combining music, literature and visual arts. The concept album is both lyrical and epic. It tells two stories. #retrospect is a story of a woman who has to deal with a love that she notices is dying. #andersenretold is a story of a woman facing her deepest fears, demons, weaknesses - as well as the demons of stereotypes and social expectations. Together they are a story of growing up, growing stronger, making friends with one's Shadow. In the times of mainstream dictatorship of happiness, STORIES is a courageously honest confession, but also one that brings comfort and reassurance to the listener. Every woman has lived some chapter of this story. Every man has experienced some shade of these fears. To tell her stories, Patrycja Obara, the band's leader, vocalist and author of all the lyrics and most music on the album, chose to use classical instruments, like acoustic grand piano, cello, oboe, violin, French horn or bass clarinet, but also experimental ones, like daxophone or electric guitar played with a string. The album was co-created by more than 30 artists. We believe in free culture, so the album is released on a Creative Commons license and the music is available for free in our social media. However, if you would like to contribute to our future artistic work, you can do that by buying the album or individual tracks.

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released May 29, 2018

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