Biography:
Waxahatchee is a solo project of American singer and guitarist Katie Crutchfield (born in 1989) of P.S. Eliot and Bad Banana.
Waxahatchee, named after Waxahatchee Creek in Alabama where Crutchfield grew up, began in 2010 during the breakup of P.S. Eliot. Crutchfield released her first music as Waxahatchee as a split cassette with Chris Clavin on Plan-It-X Records. Her bedroom-recorded debut album, American Weekend, was released on Don Giovanni Records in 2012.
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Other songs:
- Bathtub
- Be Good
- Dixie Cups And Jars
- Game Of Pricks
- Hollow Bedroom
- I Think I Love You
- Misery Over Dispute
- You're Damaged
- 8 Ball
- A Little More
- Air
- American Weekend
- Black Candy
- Blue
- Blue Pt Ii
- Bonfire
- Brass Beam
- Breathless
- Brother Bryan
- Catfish
- Chapel Of Pines
- Clumsy
- Clumsy Nervous Energies Session
- Coast To Coast
- Fade
- Fish Eyes
- Grass Stain
- Grey Hair
- Half Moon
- Hear You
- La Loose
- Less Than
- Lips And Limbs
- Lively
- Luminary Blake
- Magic City Wholesale
- Michel
- Never Been Wrong
- No Curse
- No Question
- Noccalula
- Peace And Quiet
- Poison
- Recite Remorse
- Rose 1956
- Silver
- Singers No Star
- Sister Saint
- Slow You Down
- Sparks Fly
- Summer Of Love
- Swan Dive
- Takes So Much
- Tangled Envisioning
- The Dirt
- Under A Rock
- Waiting
- Whiskey And Math
- With You
- You Left Me With An Ocean
- Youre Damaged
- Youre Welcome
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Come right back.
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Buy all that they have.
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Convenient disguise,
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We distantly laugh
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You are eleven.
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1997.
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God is implicit.
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Your luck is consistent.
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And no I can not see into the future,
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Bit your last word, I
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Call out to you,
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This place is vile, and I’m vile too.
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My gal and father,
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We’re not alone here,
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We invent our own fear.
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And separately we will see
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chaos condolence defeat
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And now in this place,
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You talk to my shell
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You keep double wides
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You dream in motels
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And my words are ugly,
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And you can’t discern me,
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God’s buried under,
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Your damaged wonder
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And no I cannot see into the future,
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No I cannot breathe underwater.
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With sabers and sticks, we'll run to our peace
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Kept undisclosed and told of a memory.
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And in this dejection,
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Lives a connection
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Tattoo your vain silence
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And all my resistence,
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We’ll cut our hands agape and manifest
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Compassion we'll lose with time and test.
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We Are The Grand
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