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How to Make Purple

by Mirabai Kukathas

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Lyrics I don’t know how to write to a love song I barely know how to be in love But I think you’ve cast a spell on me Cause you’re all that I’m thinking of Cause if you said jump I’d say how high If you said to the moon then I’d learn to fly Wanted an early night but you called me at 2 I’d mess up my sleep schedule to talk to you So leave me on read Make me cry Fill my belly up With poison butterflies Forget I exist Ignore my advice I’ll still insist That you’re so nice Go ‘head and fool me twice I don’t know how to write a love song Sorry if I sound trite and cliche But I think you’ve put a curse on me So I pray and pray and pray Cause if you said stop I’d never go If you said to chill I’d learn to go with the flow Had shit to do but you called me at 2 I’d miss every deadline to talk to you So leave me on read Make me cry Fill my belly up With poison butterflies Forget I exist Ignore my advice I’ll still insist That you’re so nice Go ‘head and fool me twice Shame on you, shame on me Boy, I’m the biggest dummy that you ever did see Shame on me oh shame on you For smiling at me the way you do So leave me on read Make me cry Fill my belly up With poison butterflies Forget I exist Ignore my advice I’ll still insist That you’re so nice Go ‘head and fool me twice
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Hypnic Jerk 03:00
Lyrics A hypnic jerk is a brief and sudden involuntary contraction of the muscles of the body which occurs when a person is beginning to fall asleep, often causing them to awaken suddenly for a moment. Physically, hypnic jerks resemble the ‘jump’ experienced by a person when startled, sometimes accompanied by a falling sensation. Around 70% of people experience them at least once in their lives with 10% experiencing them daily. My mattress has disappeared, I’m falling into the void This happens so often at this point I’m just annoyed Gonna get scraped up and sanded down with concrete and rock salt Tripping over a sidewalk curb: anticipating the asphalt Belly in my brain, heart in my throat Seeing pure white static, hearing one long note Knee bouncing faster than the speed of light See, I’m trying to fall asleep but it’s miles past midnight Oh boy, you’re so hypnotizing A bit mesmerizing And you’re kind of ruining my sleep Cause you’re kinda charming But it’s quite alarming How you make my time feel so damn cheap Cause you’re just a Hypnic jerk Ooooh A hypnic jerk Oooooh A hypnic jerk Stop jerking me around The ground has opened from under me, I’m falling into the abyss I had another stupid dream about another stupid kiss I fall about 10 times a day, it’s a wonder I’m not dead, In love, to pieces, down the stairs, and I guess even in my bed Oh boy, you’re so hypnotizing Totally mesmerizing And you’re kind of ruining my life Cause you’re more than charming But it’s very alarming How you put me through this gross teenage strife But you’re just a Hypnic jerk Ooooh A hypnic jerk Oooooh A hypnic jerk Stop jerking me around Hypnic jerk Ooooh A hypnic jerk Oooooh A hypnic jerk Stop jerking me around
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Lyrics When I was six years old I fell in love For a day For a day When she caught me staring at her face I looked away I looked away We were sitting in a circle Learning how to make purple Well she wore red and I wore blue So I thought I knew what to do But I looked away I looked away And I’m still learning how to make purple Won’t you teach me how to make purple? When I was six years old I had no poise Not much has changed Not much has changed I was scared of handsome girls and pretty boys Nothing has changed Nothing has changed I started staring at her sneakers As the teacher played disco on the speakers Mine were blue, hers were red and white I dreamt about those shoes again last night But I’ve forgot her face Cause I looked away And I’m still learning how to make purple Won’t you teach me how to make purple? I thought that I knew Just what to do I thought making purple would be easy Thought it was just red and blue Nothing could be further from true Thinkin ‘bout it all’s enough to make me queasy And I’m still learning how to make purple Won’t you teach me how to make purple?
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Lyrics Dear Kim Possible I like you more than I thought possible I don’t know what I’m feelin but I’m feelin it bad And I miss you like crazy when you break for an ad So dear Kim Possible Come out of the TV, is that possible? I don’t know how you do it but you got me in a trance And I love you from your long red hair down to your cargo pants Oh Kim Possible I think I’m feeling the impossible... If you wanted to beep me I’d buy a pager If love’s a gamble I’d love to wager If you wanted to call me I’d never hang up I’d tell you you’re perfect and you’re doin a bang up Job all the time fighting supervillain crime You’re a basic average girl and I wish that you were mine Don’t wanna feel this way my heart is a traitor I guess I’ll deal with these feelings later Dear Kim Possible I promise I’m not gay that’s not possible But my heart beats fast when i hear your theme song play And I Kim I think I kinda wanna marry you one day Oh Kim Possible I think I’m feeling the impossible... If you wanted to beep me I’d buy a pager If love’s a gamble I’d love to wager If you wanted to call me I’d I’d never hang up I’d tell you you’re perfect and you’re doin a bang up Job all the time fighting supervillain crime You’re a basic average girl and I wish that you were mine Don’t wanna feel this way my heart is a traitor I guess I’ll deal with these feelings later I’ll deal with these feelings later But I’m way too busy right now And when it comes to saying how I feel I don’t think that I’d know how I’ll deal with these feelings later In another decade or so When all of a sudden I’ll figure it out Oh so that’s why I loved that show Oh Kim Possible I am feeling the impossible…
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Lyrics I’m sick of falling in love with the idea of people I’d like to love a person instead Doesn’t have to be today doesn’t have to be tomorrow Just preferably before I’m dead And I don’t care about the color of your hair Where you’re from, your gender, or your sign I mean, preferably not a pisces but paupers can’t be picky I’d just like... someone... to be mine All my friends have somebody to kiss And all my friends have somebody to miss They call me the nicest girl they’ve ever met So why I haven’t I found somebody yet? So here’s my sad bitch ukulele love song Hear my my sad bitch ukulele love song Pay attention to my ukulele love song ‘Bout wanting somebody to love Ba-pa-da-dum Dum-dum Ba-pa-da-da-da-da-da-dum It’s easy to fall in love with the idea of people But for the real deal I’m going in blind When I like somebody I’ll imagine getting married But the thought of a date never crosses my mind And all my friends have somebody to hold Their hands in the winter when their fingers get cold They call me the kindest girl they’ve ever met So why I haven’t found somebody yet? So here’s my sad bitch ukulele love song Hear my my sad bitch ukulele love song Pay attention to my ukulele love song ‘Bout wanting somebody to love Ba-pa-da-dum Dum-dum Ba-pa-da-da-da-da-da-dum Oh find me somebody to love That’s how the old song goes Oh find me somebody to love My heart’s echoin’ the radio So here’s my sad bitch ukulele love song Hear my my sad bitch ukulele love song Pay attention to my ukulele love song ‘Bout wanting somebody to love
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Lyrics Bright angel, bright angel I profane with my unworthiest hand You - bright angel, my angel Two blushing pilgrims, ready stand On a precipice, on a ledge On a balcony, on the edge Of something Can I tell you something? I want a balcony scene I want poetry and prose and perfection I want a balcony scene Is it so wrong to be wanting some affection? But that pretty day will ne’er be mine Cause baby I’m just Rosaline I know I’m not the kind of girl you usually see on screen But I still want a balcony scene Bright angel bright angel Call me love and I’ll be new baptized Bright angel, my angel Save me from the peril of your eyes We’re falling from up high But with love’s light wings we could fly Or something Can I tell you something? I want a balcony scene I don’t care if the ending’s kinda tragic I want a balcony scene Just one moment that feels a bit like magic I know Romeo and Juliet wind up dead But they still have the sweetest lines I’ve read And I know this sounds like the logic of a stupid wide-eyed teen But I still want a balcony scene I want a balcony scene I want poetry and prose and perfection I want a balcony scene I want that literary style cosmic connection I want the type of love that isn’t real Cause I don’t like the love I feel There are days when the thought of romance makes me feel unclean But I still want a balcony scene
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Lyrics I’m tired of writing love songs About pining and wanting and yearning I’m tired of being self reflective About all that I am still learning I’m tired of spending all my time On romantic words that straine to rhyme Oh won’t someone write a love song about me? It doesn’t even have to be a very good song If someone tried that would be enough As long they included like one fact about me All the rhymes could be awkward and rough It doesn't have to be A Case of You Or comparable to anything off of Blue Oh won’t someone write a love song about me? Sometimes I try to convince myself When I’m lonely and alone That I’m in love with one of my friends It’s not a practice I condone Of course, when I see them, I remember I’m not But I’m dying for romance and this is all I got Oh won’t someone just write a love song about me? I’m tired of writing love songs No one ever writes one back My standards are slipping by the minute I don’t care if it’s cliche or hack Feel free to plagiarize Or fill every single verse up with lies I’d even accept one from my friends Just pretend that you’re in love with me till the song ends Oh won’t someone write a love song about me?

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released February 11, 2022

Mirabai Kukathas: lyrics, melody, vocals, creative direction [all tracks], ukulele [6]
Matt "Sabyu" Sablan: production, guitar [all tracks], drums [2, 3, 5, 6], bass [6, 7]
Grafton Downs: bass [1, 2, 3], keys [1]
Thaddeus Turner: synths [5], guitar [5], bass [5]
Olorin Cheydleur: vocals [3]
Olivia Harrison: cover art

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