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Spare Me

by Carlile

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lyrics

How conveniently placed
It would seem that you're kind
But convenience is only your thing
When it costs someone else’s time

So you think that you’re coy
But it’s clearly an act of guilt
Ooh it’s hard not to see the truth
When I’m cleaning up the mess you’re spilling

You think, you think
That we do not see what you do
You make, you make
Me sick to my stomach ooh ooh
Don’t say, don’t say
That you do not see that he’s hurt
Don’t play, don’t play
Girl you're going to get what you deserve

Girl you're going to get what you deserve
Girl you're going to get what you deserve
Girl you're going, girl you're going

So you think that you’ve won
And it may well be true
But I’m glad to be playing a game
Where there’s never any chance I’d lose
I don’t think you’d take no
In a peaceful stride
So I’ll keep it subliminal...

You think, you think
That we do not see what you do
You make, you make
Me sick to my stomach ooh ooh
Don’t say, don’t say
That you do not see that he’s hurt
Don’t play, don’t play
Girl you're going to get what you deserve

Time to deconstruct it
May the gods above call bluff or call it off
I can't believe this gets you off
He drinks the water from your trough
Seems your both aware
The water’s poison, you don’t care
At least the choice is yours
Just spare me the repair expenses

(Baby, I swear)
You think, you think
That we do not see what you do
You make, you make
Me sick to my stomach ooh ooh
(Baby, I swear)
Don’t say, don’t say
That you do not see that he’s hurt
Don’t play, don’t play
Girl you're going to get what you deserve

(Baby, I swear)
You think, you think
That we do not see what you do
You make, you make
Me sick to my stomach ooh ooh
(Baby, I swear)
Don’t say, don’t say
That you do not see that he’s hurt
Don’t play, don’t play
Girl you're going to get what you deserve

credits

released March 1, 2019
Lyrics and music written by Emily Carlile Nichols
Produced by Carlile & Uuskhy
Additional Drums performed by Reuben Gingrich
Mixed by Noam Wallenberg at Rax Trax Recording
Mastered by Greg Calbi at Sterling Sound

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