A budget-friendly CD reprint of my debut studio album's deluxe edition! Includes the acclaimed 11 song album, plus 10 bonus tracks, and maybe a hidden one! Also includes the digital download of the Deluxe Edition album, 'Credits Cafe' tracks, bonuses, and a 34-page PDF of the lovingly crafted booklet first included with the original CD run.
Includes unlimited streaming of Taylor Abrahamse (Deluxe Edition)
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 14 days
edition of 200
Purchasable with gift card
$20CADor more
Streaming + Download
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Watch em’ move like snakes takin’ every way out ...
(Oh I’m sorry I just couldn’t go! Bye!)
I hope this cold bar floor will be clean when I curl up in doubt
They promise you this, they promise you that
But the truth comes out, when your call bounces back...
(Leave a message at the beep and I’ll get right back to you!)
I can’t take this lonely life
No I can’t take this heart o’ mine
Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for love.
(You’ll never get it, you’re never gonna get it honey)
I can’t take this lonely brain
No I can’t take what I can’t take
Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for love...
Every sway, every glance, every kiss, every smile I miss
Makes me say ‘Hey, may as well hide in some workplace abyss’ (Overcompensating! Overcompensating!)
It’s the same ol’ small talk, the same sultry walk
Playin’ dumb, tryin’ to outrun your biological clock... Yeah.
I can’t take this lonely life
No I can’t take this heart o’ mine
Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for love... No no no!
(You’ll never get it, you’re never gonna get it honey)
I can’t take this lonely brain
No I can’t take what I can’t take
Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for love...
Lord how it feels, when I feel at home
With a love to call my own, a love to call my own.
But ain’t the way it goes:
She’d say I don’t listen, cos I’m too busy kissin’
Then she turns me to stone (Ain’t No Cure!)
She turns me to stone, stone, stone, stone, stone.
(You’ll never get it, you’re never gonna get it honey)
(You have a boyfriend do ya? Of course you do.)
I can’t take this lonely life
No I can’t take this heart o’ mine Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for love.
(You’ll never get it, you’re never gonna get it honey)
I can’t take this lonely brain
No I can’t take what I can’t take Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for love...
The sounds shake the city, I’m going deaf from applause
(Oh my goodness, thank you!)
She rips me outta my clothes and she pushes me up against the wall (Oh my god!)
I’ve tumbled through my tears, I’ve shimmied through my fears
So why am I still so numb to the comfort in my ear?
(I’m never gonna get it honey)
I can’t take this lonely life
No I can’t take this heart o’ mine
Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for love.
(You’ll never get it, you’re never gonna get it honey)
I can’t take this lonely brain
No I can’t take what I can’t take
Yeah I, ain’t got no cure for...
Looo-1,2,3,4!
I-I-I- was wondering if you might want to...
(You’ll never get it, never get it, never get it)
Hello?
Like a maple leaf caught in a gust above the Ontario prairies, Taylor blissfully floats between the borders of songwriting with his hook-laden hammerclaw pop.