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Now I am a black shadow cast upon the wall. A hiss of smoke from my lips. A being of saccharine lust and despair. Just a lady of the night, painted lips, shining eyes. Every tragedy has her beginning.
Look for too long into the darkness and the darkness will look into you.
Now, let us begin.

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Lyrics:
Im sure to some
I just seem obscene
My heart hits
To a different beat

Call me and I’ll come up
Beckon me with softness in your voice
And I will fill your cup
Call me and I’ll come out
Streetlights flickerin’
And daddy’s on my mind
Oh we’ve got time

If I’m the One,
The phantom in your dreams
There’s just one
Little thing I need
You can kiss your reputation goodbye
And get on your knees

Call me and I’ll come up
Beckon me with softness in your voice
And I will fill your cup
Call me and I’ll come out
Streetlights flickerin’
And daddy’s on my mind
Oh we’ve got time

I know you’re spellbound, honey
And your heart belongs to me
Who knew that love could be so ugly
So why don’t you…

Call me and I’ll come up
Beckon me with softness in your voice
And I will fill your cup
Call me and I’ll come out

Streetlights flickerin’
And daddy’s on my mind
Oh we’ve got time

Call me and I’ll come up
Beckon me with softness in your voice
And I will fill your cup
Call me and I’ll come out
Streetlights flickerin’
And daddy’s on my mind
Oh we’ve got time

credits

from The Girl Who Fell Pt. I, track released May 8, 2020
Songs: Scott Christian Martin
Producer: Jeff Saltzman
Instruments: Scott Ayers

Cover Artwork: Spencer Yarman
Photography: Shannon E Bagby

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Queera Nightly Oakland, California

Reflections of a dark belladonna, The Girl Who Fell spins a tale of secrets and desire.

How the wounded young woman will run forever, losing time and losing sleep, tangled up in vintage telephone lines.

I met her once, a shadow in the bar.

I doubt she remembers me at all.

I asked her her name, her story. She laughed.
“How much time do you have?”
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