Debussy in Vegas

by Stephanie Meyers

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1.
03:57
Well, I’m not sure if you’re aware the story’s true But darling if you do not know then Let me educate you I nearly lost it all in favor of your secret poetry- I’m down the rabbit hole I can’t get out Won’t you join me? Oh, I would never leave you all alone Don’t trust rabbits, I should know Last time I trusted one with my life it didn’t end well No Now I may blame you for a few things, Give or take, But darling there’s no need to rationalize and wait I’ll forgive you if you make me understand How I got down the rabbit hole My God, you’ve got amazing hands Oh I would never leave you all alone Don’t trust rabbits, I should know Last time I trusted one with my life it didn’t end well, No They’re bags filled with metastases Oh wait they’re only human beings So jacked up on chemo that They jack off to disease and You are not a human being Because you’ve been much more to me And yeah, I’ll give you cancer if you ask me with a please Oh, I would never leave you all alone Don’t trust rabbits, I should know Last time I trusted one with my life it didn’t end well, no Oh, you’re a rabbit on your own But you’re nothing to me- I am gone Call me up when you come down the rabbit hole And bring your gun Now I’m not sure if you are ready for it all You still get spooked by phantom footprints in the hall There’s something comforting about your secret poetry But beware, I hunt to kill You want salvation? Come catch me
2.
02:38
Cat got your mama’s tongue What the hell are you afraid of? Pussy doesn’t scratch or bite Show your mama what you’re made of You pulled out the shotgun Stuck the barrel in your mouth ‘Cause you always liked the taste of metal Silver does a wicked thing to doubt They say you’re on fire They say you’re a sight to behold You ignite and it’s painfully- Dull as a white wall, overcompensate Tears in the vault Your macho will have to wait You pulled out the shotgun Stuck the barrel in your mouth ‘Cause nobody wanna taste your metal You make everybody taste your doubt They say you’re on fire They say you’re a sight to behold You ignite and it’s painfully dull Under careful observation, You’ll declare emancipation from this parliament I barely touched that cigarette The taste of cancer tempts my tongue The taste of you and everyone you know is too complex to Think of anything but sex to Think of anything They say you’re on fire They say you’re a sight to behold You ignite and it’s painfully Close to a strangling You find yourself dangling Our hearts on a string Let them bleed ‘til there’s barely a beat There’s barely a beat
3.
04:08
When it rains, I’ll collect the tear drops falling from the roof In a cup made from both of my palms Looks the same as a porcelain teacup, the edges blue, Just like when you were gone I would like to make you a bouquet- I remember you loved flowers ‘Cause they filled up your red heart Take the point across- I will hold a candle to the dead of night I want to know if there are flowers in the dark When it starts, I can feel their handprints pressing on my chest, Mark me up with darkest ink Where they are, they tattoo their tragic poetry into my skin Read it to me, read it to me I would like to make you a bouquet- I remember you loved flowers ‘Cause they filled up your red heart Digging in the yard, searching desperately for flowers In the dim light of the moon are there flowers in the dark? In the dim light of the moon Are there flowers in the dark? When it stings, I’ll apply some pressure to your skin- oh, we have both got blue fingertips We will learn how to do that to our red hearts So we won’t have to remember other lips So we won’t have to remember this is it I would like to make you a bouquet- I remember you loved flowers ‘Cause they filled up your red heart Take the point across- I will hold a candle to the dead of night I want to know if there are flowers in the dark I would like to take you back inside- Stormy weather is no place to keep the sick It will ruin your lead heart Holding onto something as intangible as breath I’ve been waiting to ask you Are there flowers in the dark? I’ve been waiting to ask you Are there flowers in the dark? I’ve been waiting to ask you Are there flowers in the dark? I’ve been waiting to ask you Are there flowers where you are? I’ve been meaning to ask you- Does it fill up your red heart when I finally ask If there are flowers in the dark?
4.
03:30
You pulled the gun on me and I was sure You never seemed the type to pull the gun on me before So let’s settle the score It doesn’t count if the eyes have said yes It doesn’t count if I’m wearing that dress- When a man loves a woman the man becomes deaf I’m a novelty A frustrating toy Stop complaining- employ some restraint Go on chain me to your mattress baby In your bedroom I found daffodils In your bedroom I found daffodils You only let your mirror off the hook since Imitation’s sincerest form of flattery- Next to assault and battery It doesn’t count if the moment’s heat Makes the lonely butcher lust for meat- When a man loves his reflection no woman can compete I’m a novelty A frustrating toy Stop complaining- employ some restraint Go on chain me to your mattress baby In your bedroom I found daffodils In your bedroom I found daffodils You pulled the gun on me and I was sure You never seemed the type to pull the gun on me before I want to settle the score What started with a hollow kiss now somehow means that you exist Even if your words are piss They somehow mean that you exist Careful novelty, you frustrating toy Stop complaining- employ some restraint Careful novelty, you frustrating toy Stop complaining- employ some restraint Careful novelty, you frustrating toy Stop mistaking your substance for worth Go on baby, use your sex to shame me In your bedroom I found daffodils In your bedroom I found daffodils In your bedroom I found daffodils, in your bedroom I found daffodils
5.
03:11
I always saw you Idea Man But when nothing comes to you The page goes blank, the brain goes black Where is your muse? You want her back Where is your muse? You want her back Incessantly searching for symmetry and synastry In such familiar chemistry lost and found the hard electric No, you can’t afford the power bill No, I’m afraid you never will I always saw you Idea Man But when nothing comes to you The page goes blank, the brain goes black Where is your muse? You want her back Where is your muse? You want her- Don’t stop me now: I only came here for the trees You talk too much, it scares the pants right off me Stone colored eyes move the sense from my tongue Start the sweat in my palms The stars attack, your fickle muse you want her back Your brittle muse You want her back Incessantly searching for symmetry and synastry In such familiar chemistry lost and found the hard electric No, you can’t afford the power bill No, I’m afraid you never will I always saw you Idea Man But if I can’t get to you Do you go blank? Do you go black? Where is your muse? You want her back Where is your muse? You want her
6.
02:42
You wanna make things difficult? Well go ahead then, it’s okay I’m only warning you- you should have just taken the bait It will not be easy, but it’s all for your own good By the time the whole thing’s over with I’ll be there in your blood You don’t know what you are getting yourself into You only know the moon and you only know the tides If I’m crazy I am crazy, if I’m dying I am dead Just so long as I don’t end up conquered in your bed You wanna play a game now? Loser pays the bill So drink up babe, ‘cause you are paying for it all I hunt to kill Easy victims run in circles, easy targets play your games But I warned you kid- you should have just taken the bait You don’t know what you are getting yourself into You only know the moon and you only know the tides If I’m crazy I am crazy, if I’m dying I am dead Just so long as I don’t end up conquered in your bed You wanna make things difficult? I’ll make you sweat For every time that you have made things difficult for others, I’ll make you regret, beg for mercy I’m not listening, I’m too thirsty for your blood Oh, you might call a truce before I damage you for good You don’t know what you are getting yourself into You only know the moon and you only know the tides If I’m crazy I am crazy, if I’m dying I am dead Just so long as I don’t end up conquered in your bed If I’m crazy I am crazy, if I’m dying I am dead I don’t wanna be another girl you take to bed If I’m crazy, I am crazy If I’m dying, I am dead I would rather be the first one who can get inside your head.
7.
03:28
Porcelain’s broken It bothers no one Safe in my bedroom Never too lonesome to grin into flow I know you exist We taste the ocean and we taste the beach Everything tastes the same when it’s just out reach We taste the ocean and we taste the moon Everything tastes the same from inside your cocoon Where you grin into flow I know you exist We’ve been over this before A stolen kiss is never sure And yet it cuts you to the core That you are his moon We’ve been over quite some time But damn, your hands are dandelions You spread your weeds straight down my spine If you are his moon, Then you are mine Porcelain’s broken It bothers no one Safe in your coffin You’re never too lonesome to grin into flow I know you exist We taste the ocean and we taste the beach Everything tastes the same when it’s just out of reach We taste the ocean and we taste the beach Everything tastes the same when it’s just out of reach
8.
03:59
In all honesty, it is obvious what you want from me- Just the two of us Lights out, lights out We sit silently Only silhouettes Walking: dangerous Between heart attacks Beat now, beat now Our veins remain this way Entwined with mine we search for signs But you, You are still unnerved by shine We play hide and seek with our silhouettes Cast the shadows wrong- Leave the walls upset With us, with us Our veins remain this way Anatomically speaking- we’re tied at the bones Don’t try it at home folks, It burns in the blood It turns you to mud It renders the body electric, magnetically charged and Entwined with mine We search for signs Entwined with mine We search for signs But you, You are still unnerved by shine In all honesty, it is obvious what you want from me- Just the two of us Lights out, lights out You’re mine You’re mine You’re mine
9.
03:24
Numbing me Choking me, Quitting then smoking me Leave out my coffin in fiberglass leaves Kill me or catch me to aristocrat me I know that I’m dying with each word I speak Who do I kiss when the shadows go frozen? Or will I be fixed to be static and chic? Lungs being tortured from every which side Let the leaves take their laughs and their young take our weak And I am addicted to I am addicted to I am addicted to you Spitting me Kissing me Vaguely addicting me I was taught food from the nature is best Pulling me Begging me Blackmailing everything Girls don’t complain when they get a nice dress and When will you stop using butter to grease me and Violate every sense in my head? Will I stop hurting in time to be thirty and have pretty boys let me Fuck with their heads? And I am addicted to I am addicted to I am addicted to you You’ve made it predictably clear You’ve made it predictably clear Leaning me Taking me Draining then breaking me You always win but I’m tired of this game Sleeping me Waking me Burned out me Shaking me What does it matter? It all feels the same Who do I tell when my veins are all bleeding in diagonals on the back of my scalp? Who do I see for the rainbows that garnish me, telling me my body wants a way out? Who do I see for the ache in my chest? And the black and blue spots underneath all this skin? Who do I tell about pits in my conscience that threaten to get me each time I am in? And I am addicted to I am addicted to I am addicted to you You’ve made it predictably clear You’ve made it predictably clear
10.
02:53
You’re afraid of anything that moves That breathes too fast or thinks too near Or listens carefully, or whispers nothing in your ear It isn’t what you’re used to, and it isn’t what you think It’s the person who you’re closest to who’ll drown you in the sink I want to live inside your skin I want to live inside your bones But you don’t want no residents You like to be alone ‘cause You’re afraid of anything that moves That breathes too fast or thinks too near Or listens carefully, or whispers nothing in your ear It isn’t what you’re used to, and it isn’t what you think It’s the person who you’re closest to who’ll drown you in the sink I want to live inside your skull I want to live inside your head But you don’t want me living with you Unless it is in your bed I want to live inside your skin I want to live inside your bones I want to live between your heart and soul And call it home The flesh covers the bone: and they put a mind in there And sometimes a soul But much more often a void I.O.U. note It says, “I’m sorry kid: I took your soul, replaced it with A photograph of nothing Yeah you’re filled with nothing but your aching bones” You’re afraid of anything that blinks or speaks or forms opinions Most of all, afraid of dreams though strangely stoic when you’re in them It isn’t what you’d like to be or where you want to go But it’s the thought that counts, I guess. Yeah, it’s the thought that counts you know. You’re afraid of anything that moves, That breathes too fast or thinks too near Or listens carefully, or whispers nothing in your ear It isn’t what you’re used to, and it isn’t what you think At the end of this whole thing It will be me who tries to drown you in the sink
11.
03:08
Your novelty wears off There’s amethyst under your eyes That semi precious stuff You should be criminalized That wouldn’t do any good since you’re scared of prison I must have misunderstood- I don’t know how to listen Well We both know our bones will grow brittle with age If we try to prohibit our penchant for angst You see, I’m entertaining this lunatic theory: You’re far too insecure to see anything clearly I wish you’d stay here with me I will take both your hands- fill them with honeybees Learn to withstand the sting of falling out of love I don’t trust you to stay with me, call my bluff I never loved you We both know our bones will grow brittle with age If we try to prohibit our penchant for angst You see, I’m entertaining this lunatic theory: You’re far too insecure to see anything clearly Your novelty wears off- there’s amethyst under your eyes Remind me not to blush You like me more in disguise I wish you’d stay here with me I will take both your hands- fill them with honeybees Learn to withstand the sting of falling out of love Learn to withstand the sting of falling out of love Well we both know our hearts are too young for this shit Between powder-keg lungs you’re too stubborn to quit You see, I’m entertaining this lunatic theory Your novelty wore off, too full of amethysts to want me Well we both know your heart’s far too young for this shit Between powder-keg lungs you’re too stubborn to quit You see I’m entertaining this lunatic theory My novelty wore off But I had the courage to be naive
12.
13.
02:37
You’re a far better man than you are submarine You’ve a much better chance if you learn how to dream And see nautically- You are a walking catastrophe-masterpiece sent to the bottom of the sea You’ll find far stranger creatures than me in the deep Where when you lose your footing you’re destined to sink You’re impossibly certain you’re destined to sink Middle name is catastrophe: you’re not a submarine “I’m only human” gets old You’re forgetting that I’m only human, too (or at least so I am told) And until proven alien I can’t excuse We’re the same fucking species Let’s put it to use You’re much better in bed than you are in real life Always stuck in your head while I’m stuck on your neck to survive Symbiotically, we could be quite the catastrophe Actually that or a masterpiece “I’m only human” gets old, you’re forgetting that “I am only human” gets old, you’re forgetting that I’m not an alien I’m not an alien- You’re forgetting that Until proven alien I can’t excuse We’re the same fucking species Let’s put it to use

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released December 17, 2015

DEBUSSY IN VEGAS
Written and Arranged by Stephanie Meyers
Produced by Harry Foster & Stephanie Meyers

PLAYERS
Stephanie Meyers - Vocals, Piano
Fung Chern Hwei - Violin
Jeremy Harman - Cello
Chris Geller - Drums
Harry Foster - Additional Instruments

Special guest appearance by Avery Ballotta, whose violin solo is featured on "Idea Man"

TECH
Piano and Drums engineered by Simon Katz
Strings engineered Ian Battenfield-Headey
Vocals and additional instruments engineered by Harry Foster
Mastered by Mike Quinn
Album Art by Jordan Piantedosi

SPECIAL THANKS
Harry Foster...I can’t even…this record wouldn’t be in existence without you. Special thanks are not enough. Thank you for being my better half on this one. You are the best album babydaddy anyone could ask for.

Fung Chern Hwei, Jeremy Harman, and Chris Geller for their musical and personal excellence.

Avery Ballotta for being a violin-solo angel.

John Mallia for his mentorship and office space, Ian BH and Simon Katz for being gems to work with, Mike Quinn for his lightning fast mastering speed and skill, and Jordan Piantedosi for providing imagery as fucked up as my music.

My beloved family and friends who supported me during the 3+ years this album took to create. I love you all and could never have done this without all the warm and fuzzy feelings you bring me.

And Charles Bukowski, Toni Morrison, Claude Debussy, and Dmitri Shostakovich for inspiring way too much of the lyrical and musical imagery on this record.

DEDICATED TO
Call Me Doxy (Avery Ballotta, Raquel Kober, Aysia Rodriguez, and Chris Geller)- four beautiful humans who helped conceive of this albumbaby and fed it all sorts of indispensable prenatal nutrients. I love you all more than words can describe and am forever grateful for the profound influence each of you bestowed upon little Debby.

This album is also dedicated to my mother, Jodi Margolin. Her beloved influence and memory have thoroughly saturated this record (after all, she is the one who first taught me to love humans and flowers wholeheartedly).

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