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FP​/​EP

by Flying Platforms

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released January 16, 2018

written and produced by Shinichiro Kawasaki
except #4 written by Michael Rathjen and SK
#7 written by Christine Agena and SK

Christopher Spilsbury on drums
Shin Kawasaki on guitar and vocals
Wingo Shackleford on synth and laptop
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Traci Kato-Kiriyama and Christine Keiko Agena as Madeleines

"Sandrine" includes samples from "Je-suis-frais-au-palais-comme" by Sandrine Monlezun
"(Die Like A) Dinosaurs" written by Christine Keiko Agena

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shinkawasaki Los Angeles, California

Soundchaser/Two-time Independent Music Awards finalist (Album/Eclectic). Currently travel-blogging at #beatvagabond and working on new material.

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Track Name: Baker
She saw me walking by
in the corner of her eye
My dumb ass didn't even see her
But when I did I really got the high
When the phone rang on a summer day
Must've started with a "hey"
or some senseless rap to fill the space trying to get her to stay on the line
she stayed for five,
pretty soon we took a dive
We'd skip on school just to mess around
with which the mommy didn't jive
I said “Baby we could run from home
we could make it on our own”
We're like seventeen"
she said "and we’ve got no job,
How we gonna get a loan?"

I said “We'll think about it later
We getting outta Baker"
I knew that it would break her
but I thought I'd be her savior“
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and go

So we hopped on the greyhound
with 3 bills and a quarter
We blocked all the calls
while they knocked on the walls
They wouldn't accept her as a daughter
We drove over the hills and far away
No less than 90 on the highway
By the time we got to the Blvd
We thought we were here to stay
We made our home in a motel
put up Mia on the wall
Every night we made love "Go to Hell"
said the junkie down the hall
Who would’ve thought he'd be our guide
down through a rabbit hole
We laughed at the whores
when they chased down their Johns
until we had to sell our souls

We'll think about it later
We're hundred miles from Baker
I'll make a decent waiter
then I could be the savior
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and go
Track Name: Penguin
How I wish that I could fly
Just like every friend of mine but I
Well it’s not that I never try
so ask me no more
How I wish that I could run
Just like those who’re having all the fun
but they all left before I've begun
so ask me no more

I still dream of that blue sky
and I try not to cry
what a fool have I become

How I wish that I could bark
to scare those bullies out of the dark
till they take back their mean remarks
but that's not how I am
How I wish that I could bite
those hands that feed me each day and night
but it's easy living inside and
that's just how I am

I believe that I can do
anything that I want to
someday but not so soon

I still dream of that blue sky
and I try not to cry
I believe that I can do
anything that I dare try
I don’t need to sulk in bed
every morning when I wake
I don’t need to sit and whine, look for things that I can brake
I can make my life worthwhile,
hide the tears, put on a smile