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by Amanda Sum



Mothers carry lipstick like the cops carry guns,
They say “it’s just in case”, but we all know they are gonna use it,

Musicians hold their pencils like the cops hold their guns,
Someone told them to always have their hand on one,

But some will rest their heads,
And some will end up dead for nothing,

Casinos play to win like the cops play with guns,
Pretending profit’s not for them but just for us,

Conductors use their batons like the cops use their guns,
Wave them round to control everyone,

But some will rest their heads,
And some will end up dead for nothing,
For nothing,

Lies in the elevator,
Steel town,
And looking down to the undertakers of the ordinary lives you shape,
Well you’re claiming everything but your mistakes.


released January 14, 2022
Written by Amanda Sum
Produced by MaryJaneHifi (Mary Ancheta and Jane Aurora) at Capsule Studios
Mastered by Elisa Pangsaeng at CPS Mastering
Photo by Shana Wolfe


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Amanda Sum Vancouver, British Columbia

Amanda likes tape hiss, poppy hooks, playful lyrics and reflecting on the systems we live in. Comfy on keys, and always makes room for a dance. Sum's debut album, New Age Attitudes, is out now.

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