Go

by Martha Ffion

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Martha Ffion's debut EP

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released October 21, 2014

Claire Martha Ffion McKay- vocals, lyrics, guitar
Craig Angus- Guitar
Gavin Redford- Drums
Richard Stratton- Bass
Matthew Scott- Harmonium and recording services

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Track Name: Sugar Coat
Oh well, here comes another guy
I've lost count of the apples in your eyes.
What a drag it is- you're your mother's daughter now.
You keep your head in the clouds so you don't have to look down.

And you know that your heart could get broke
I'll never say I told you so
All you want is not all that you need
You sugarcoat the past, rinse and repeat.

Oh my, such a changeable friend
New things, they get old too in the end
Oh Sisyphus you let your rock roll right back down
You keep forgetting yourself when you hear that siren sound.

And you know that your heart could get broke
I'll never say I told you so
All you want is not all that you need
You sugarcoat the past, rinse and repeat.
Track Name: Go
Last September I heard that you were doing well
You were working on your novel at the that cheap hotel

And I would like to remind you of the promises made
Well my feelings were consequential
Now I can't escape

I remember you said "life won't make a fool of me "
But you're a victim of your mothers domesticity

And I would like to remind you of the promises made
Well my feelings were consequential
Now I can't escape

Go, pack all your bags
Take all your things
You want to see what life can bring
Take all your clothes
Leave me a note
I'll be the one to let you go

But I would like to remind you of the promises made
Well my feelings were consequential
Now I can't escape