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In Tongues

by Faux Plums

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Liebling 01:16
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Quiet Love 03:18
My quiet love lifts only a finger And can hook me Why must we love what can never have Will I be asking questions until the day I die Will I learn one single thing while I'm alive My quiet love Way to pass it on We've only passed our sadness on I walk a mile in my own shoes Out of my element thanks to you New element's singing my blues A tired smile from a face who's used to being weightless She's forming holes in my memories I am feeling just lovely feeling only bliss As I lose each grain of your sand from my fist My quiet love Way to pass it on We've only passed our sadness on I walk a mile in my own shoes Out of my element thanks to you And if there's a heart on my sleeve Which there could be I'd shake it off in to the breeze
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Whip 04:17
I never believed in those kinds of things But I was a lost pup when your face popped up Like a ripple in a whip headed straight for my hip Like a flicker in a Bic, I light you to my lips Tell me who you are Tell me whats your name I couldn't hold the breath in my lungs I took off running since the first light of sun I've never seen the grass so green Something differs in my bits, I'm richer than the ritz Like a simple syrup mix to sweeten my mint juleps Tell me who you are Tell me whats your name Tell me where your from When will we be one I couldn't hold the breath in my lungs I took off running since the first light of sun I've never seen the grass so green
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Might you wanna buy faux plums, six ninety-nine Put em in a clay bowl among apples and limes Ain't you ever bit your tongue? Well bleed it out It's about time I run but you tied me down Missing little Death Hawkmoth had gone to rest Feeling like a gaze of confused raccoons ourselves Laughing with your smokers lung, and buy the round Ain't you ever bit your tongue, well bite it now Happiness with every little drop that hits Now I'm wetter than a sloppy kiss I doubt that you want to be there Blink your eyes and it's over before you know it And you never had a moment to spare Could anybody help you even if they wanted to I doubt you really want to be there Hacking with a smokers lung, and burn it down Laughing as you drop your crumbs don't laugh so proud Must I always have to run, you can tie me down Call me with a foreign tongue I'll eat you out Might you want to buy faux plums, six ninety-nine Bite you with my foreign tongue until your mine
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Never could've tried harder honestly I tried to get you back but your back to me I never had enough And if I am crying won't time surely cure me They were descending in their parachutes Jumping from the plane in time to catch the view Always landing somewhere new Never had enough We were excited about the moonlight drive But we got tired and we shut our eyes We woke up in the sand it was quite a surprise Never had enough And if I am laughing won't time surely cut me down Never could've tried harder honestly I tried to get you back but your back to me I never had enough
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Hunting Dots 02:59
Red for port Starboard green Hunting dots on the horizon Sinking ships Thalassic dreams
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Raccoons 03:25
Well I could've seen it coming But I had to walk up Burrard street And go that way And I had to bus down Broadway And go that way And I could've seen it coming Out back, shaking in our boots We became a gaze of confused raccoons I could've seen it coming But I had to bus down Broadway And go that way And I had turn up Kingsway To run away Out back, shaking in our boots We became a gaze of confused raccoons
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Blue Hands 01:10
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Vivian 03:46
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Be Gone 04:06
Somewhere down the street Supposedly she resides With no name on her tag No history behind I rang the number No one answered the line So I looked in my book I must not have written it right Take what you need and move on You mustn't be here now Be gone Somewhere from the east Supposedly she has come Some say she never speaks Others say only in song I rang the doorbell And no one was home So I looked in my book I must have written it wrong Take what you need and move on You mustn't be here now Be gone
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released November 1, 2019

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Faux Plums Vancouver, British Columbia

Faux Plums is a Canadian indie rock band based in Vancouver, B.C. The band's songs are written and sung by Patrick Codere. Their sound is a warm and lofi psych-pop and garage-indie collision. Faux Plums debut album ‘In Tongues’ was released on Nov 1st, 2019, and showcases all styles of the band. Their name is simply taken from a bowl of fake fruit that Codere found in flower shop. ... more

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