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The Worst Compliment

from Weekly, Weakly by Quiet Takes

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She plays the rules, polite
Keeps those choir robes in size
And she stays on the line, bites her own canines
Big talk, little shock, fake line
You read me wrong, I’m not your easy light
I’m the match and the strike and the snow-blind night
Take the role, sugar bowl, pass time
I’ll find another way

She’s so sweet
She’s so sweet
But the taste on my own tongue is smoke
And it all soured long ago
But they’ll keep saying: She’s so sweet

Her gaze makes worlds collide
Keeps those high ropes supplied
She leans the incline, writes her own punchlines
Cheap laugh, better half, bad sign
You sold me short, I’m not your damn good time
I’m the glitch, I’m the grind, the forgotten crime
Wear the band, honey hand, save pride
I’ll find another way.

She’s so sweet
She’s so sweet
But the taste on my own tongue is smoke
And it all soured long ago
But they’ll keep saying: She’s so sweet
She’s so
She’s so
She’s so

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from Weekly, Weakly, released November 5, 2021
Written by Sarah Magill
Produced by David Bennett and Sarah Magill
Vocals and keys by Sarah Magill
Additional keys by David Bennett
Guitars, bass and percussion by David Bennett
Drums by Jared Bond
Engineered and mixed by David Bennett at Aorist Studios in Kansas City, MO
Mastered by Zach Hanson

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Quiet Takes

Songwriter Sarah Magill makes music for feelers as Quiet Takes. A writer and wanderer, Magill has a nomadic creative practice and released her first full-length solo album (recorded in Eau Claire, WI, with producer Zach Hanson) February 2024.

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