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The Escapist

from The Escapist by Gaba Kulka

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My hair gets curly in Taiwan, I guess I’m happy when
I’m there
Quit telling me that it’s because of all the hot and
humid air
My sun goes up when your sun goes down
My heart was damaged in my sleep, but when I dream
I’m on the mend
I melt into the storyline until I don’t know where I am
And the flag drops down, and the world exhales
The escape artist, the escapist is nowhere to be found
– she’s gone
Slipping away into other people’s fantasies, the places
she calls home – bye, bye
And the language that she speaks you will
never understand
Until you sell your soul to the pictures
running through your
Shooting through your brain
Bombs away


from The Escapist, released September 8, 2014


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Gaba Kulka Warszawa, Poland

Progressive pop: a motley mixture of styles, from jazz, to piano rock, to weillesque cabaret. Gaba Kulka has written and recorded four albums of her own songs, and she continues to play live and partake in numerous genre-bending projects ranging from electronica to heavy-metal covers. ... more


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