Rabbit Hole

by Love Like Hate

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released June 3, 2012


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Love Like Hate Brisbane, Australia

Love Like Hate are a dark pop writing ensemble between Heather Cheketri and Sonja Ter Horst.

The music is a combination of electric guitar and free form piano melodies.

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Track Name: 21
I have these conversations in my head
Nothing ever comes out wrong, timing is always on
But when I’m near you, nothing comes
I drift away and think of things to say, by the time I get back
There’s nothing left to say, the moments passed away

When I wake up after I can get to sleep, I’ll think about the day the week
When the clouds are at your feet you’ll think about your day your week
I’ll wonder if I learnt something new, like they said to do in school
You will feel like something new, so you’ll change your hair or shoes, or your lover

Maybe if I was 21, where everything is still new and fun
I could think of words to say whether they, were stupid, funny or sophisticated, at least I could keep you baited,
But I’m not in the mood, I’m happy to let it go undone
And I’m not twenty one

I could have told you so many things, could’ve made you see
That I was down with all the phases, phrases,
I know your mother’s maiden name, but you did not ask

And now the moment has passed and I’m, no I’m not twenty one
Track Name: Bleed
When your eyes look my way
I wish they'd all go away
So I could show you what's inside
Want to trap you like a fly
Then I wanna close up tight
And listen to you buzz all night

Everyone else that I've ever known
Everyone else that I've ever met
None of them come close to you
The way you make me sweat
Want you to know I need you, yeah I feed on you
Want you to know that I, I'd bleed for you

Your my one and only
My one one so holy
And just let let me say
If I don't get my way
I'm gonna tear the world apart
Til I've won your heart
Track Name: Not My Heart
I know no matter what I do or say to you
I will still see you tomorrow
I know you've got my back and I have yours
But I am unarmed, so if it gets heavy, I might have to pass

I can thank you a thousand times
I can give you a thousand tears
But its not what you want, its not my heart

Your're not even thinking when you come around
Your'e looking for something that we both know can't be found
It's not your fault you've fallen for a vessel that's only ever passing by
There will never be an anchor only ever a goodbye
Track Name: Porcelain Brothel
God saved the queen, on a faded photo hung in a sweaty community hall
Top buttons are undone, the sound echoes off the wall as well all sing her chorus

Caught a flight to the motherland you'd already left the station
All that's left to remind me now is a porcelain brothel of Amsterdam

I thought this is where I would find my other half, the side that liked to laugh
But the motherland was a lie and I'd believed your fables
I was sleeping in a dead man's bed and eating at his table

Watched form the window and tried to see the ghost that had wandered in my daydreams
Snow was finally falling and I thought of leaving early
Track Name: Rabbit Hole
Can’t listen now, the boys might be onto it
She don’t want me, I’m not like her, like her
Long skinny legs, bare arms short skirts
Don’t care cause the boys are smiling at me
Not listening to you cause they’re all looking at me, at me

Those boys only love you whilst you’re loving them
Don’t just give it away, away
Cause it’ll never be the same, you’ll be chasing those boys
Down that rabbit hole Just to fill the void

Losers in the kitchen just want my space
He’s in her bed again and again and again
Not mummy’s girl cause she makes messes
She don’t care how short my dress is
She’s too busy makin’ messes again, and again

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