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Melting Butter

by Maella

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Melting Butter captures the moment when you've had enough wasting your time falling someone. The type that leads you on but never settles, constantly slipping away like butter. Resulting in a sense of self worth: If he doesn’t value me, he’s not worth the chase.

lyrics

Sipping hot liquor
Don’t wanna stop the show
Your eyes dance and flicker
Well thats my queue to go

Time keeps ticking
I’m old enough to know
This love won’t resolve
It might be time to go

You’re so hard to believe
With the moon you release
Oooo
I get close then you leave
Guess you can't have it all

I should know better
You slip like melting butter
In ways I didn’t know
Just like films warned me
You melt right through me

I see way clearer
You’re not good enough for me
Its funny how love
Clouds what you see

Time is wicked
It shows how much we grow
I guess that explains
Why you’re still alone
I didn't wish for this
Mmm no

You’re so hard to believe
With the moon you release
Oooo
I get close then you leave
Guess you can't have it all

I should know better
You slip like melting butter
In ways I didn’t know
Just like films warned me
You melt right through me

Cuz babe you don’t need me
It killed me to get there
Now I won’t be fooled no longer
Yeah i lost my hunger

I should know better
You slip like melting butter
In ways I didn’t know
Just like films warned me
You melt right through me

credits

released October 9, 2020
Song written by: Maella, Max Burgener
Produced by: Max Burgener
Mixed by: Travis Ferrence
Mastered by: Alexej Charvat
Artwork by: Nacitalka

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Maella London, UK

Growing up in Prague, the daughter of a local jazz musician, Maella would often visit the dimly lit, smoke-filled basement jazz bars in the city centre. Watching bands through a glowing haze of cigarette smoke that thickened throughout the night, she found herself feeling like she was listening alone, trapped in the aura of the music. ... more

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