throw another in the trash bin
start another, ctrl-n
gotta look ahead, but only some
when you go back you’re wasting ‘em
ooh, something’s gotta give
(i’ve been around too much shit)
give in, give in, give in, give up
here we go to fly
butterflies in the stomach
too much control on the outset
identity formed like clay
from those who don’t share that value
too much control on the outset
i can’t give into it
shit is so contradictory
it can be too much, drive you crazy
ooh, something’s gotta give
(i’ve been around too much shit)
give in, give in, give in, give up
(fuck it all)
here we go to fly
butterflies in the stomach
here we go to fly
butterflies in the stomach
here we go to fly
butterflies in the stomach
butterflies in the stomach
(give in, give in, give in, give up)
Chicago’s NIIKA has made a record rich in nuance, drawing on soul, pop, jazz, and even folk to craft stunningly intricate songs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2020
Consummate pop songwriting both smart and smooth, with the ability to resonate universally without compromising uniqueness. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017