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we’re driving cadillacs in our dreams.

sometime in the next couple of hours! i will post the link (and spotify for those among us who are that way inclined) when it happens

i’m a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm

and the scars that mark my body, they’re silver and gold

my blood is a flood 

of rubies, precious stones

it keeps my veins hot

the fire’s found a home in me

i move through town i’m quiet like a fight

and my necklace is of rope, i tie it and untie

people talk to me, but nothing ever hits home

people talk to me and all the voices just burn holes

I’M DONE WITH IT (oooooh)

this is the start

of how it all ends

they used to shout my name now they whisper it

i’m speeding up

and this is the red orange yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart 

we’re at the start

the colours disappear

i never watch the stars, there’s so much down here

so i just try 

keep up with the red orange yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart

i dream all year but they’re not the sweet kind 

and the shivers move down my shoulder blades in double time

people talk to me, i’m slipping out of reach now

people talk to me and all their faces blur

but i got my fingers laced together and i made a little prison and I’m locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me


i’m sitting up in bed, moving through desert halfway between utah and las vegas. yesterday was our ninth show in eleven days. every night, after i play, and say hi, and take pictures, and i walk up the stairs and we go on our way, i set up in this little bed office. i work from midnight until late on the soundtrack, singing into my computer, listening to demos and final mixes. my bus sleeps. we are almost at the end, the point where this soundtrack gets taken away from me and becomes something real. i’m reminded of this day last year, when pure heroine came out in this country. the feeling of something very solitary that i had worked on spinning around and around further away from me, becoming someone else’s, everyone’s. the past year of my life has seen everything around me multiply in size and number - the stamps on my passport, the number of people i have to ask before i ride on the ferris wheel after my set at a festival, the decibels that follow me when i walk around in public. the other thing that’s grown is me - my fitness, my mental stamina, my ability to think clearly and make decisions - but most of all, my capacity for love. the thousands upon thousands (wait, millions(?!!)) of you who bought pure heroine truly feel like friends to me - it’s no coincidence i’m posting this note here, where i feel the most happy and safe online, the place where i laugh the most and where every day, i feel like people get me. i never knew i could feel such a warm heart for this many people at once. thankyou for hearing about me all those months ago, and sticking around. thankyou for being here.

now, about this song - yellow flicker beat. it’s my first offering from what i hope will be a soundtrack you love. it’s my attempt at getting inside her head, katniss’. i hope you like it.