Beyond The Frame

beyond the frame

beyond the frame | the album

TRACK LISTING

01 Casualty

02 Morphine

03 Just Love Me

04 Sweet Trilling

05 Cock Pollution

06 It

07 Popular

08 Clean Up

09 Liquid Ice

10 Distance

11 Seasons

12 Whole

lyrics | beyond the frame

casualty

I’m onto you and I know what you do, I’m tolerant but don’t put it past this dress, you knock let me guess you have a request is there something that I can do for you?

In her pseudo-Christian vault she believes in vampires and fame and she crosses her legs, remove the belt, let him in

You need moved by the power of God in the form of a man just let go where is this getting you following the Word

Now that I’m leaving should I be feeling this loss, I’m suffering now and no one to blame it on, don’t look at me I’m moving on Stop the hand, tithe your way to clean—feel the power, raise you hands

You need moved by the power of God in the form of a man just let go where is this getting you following the Word

I should have known by the way you walk on your own glass that I’d cut my feet

Stop the hand, tithe your way to clean—feel the power, raise your hands

You need moved by the power of God in the form of a man just let go where is this getting you following the Word

morphine

Understand the colors of this mold though this manifesting is cruel He’s going to open me up and it may be pretty simple

Taking you in beneath these not so oval shades, he asks what has it meant to me, well the damage is done

So I keep my panties on but I need to receive, we’re inventing something way beyond the spread, losing all the frames

Don’t go messing it up so I leave them behind, I can’t shower this one everyday and I feel myself falling…morphine

Take these knees no guns this time, no need for retaliation but what’s going to take its place I’m sure it will be grand and will it be replaced by a sacrifice way beyond the obvious intertwined

It’s why you’re here, losing all the frames, losing all

Don’t go messing it up, so I leave them behind I can’t shower this one everyday and I feel myself falling…morphine

What secrets do I hold? It scares me to know

Is that sleeping bag episode where my curiosities unfold?

I want more but don’t know how to ask, this time I was handing out the cash, losing my picture frame, losing my picture frame, I was losing, losing, losing (you can’t hurt me now) I was losing my picture frame

just love me

You always make me cry and don’t offer to clean up my tears so I ask myself why

I’m frustrated with pain and I can’t continue down this drain living life this way I deserve better

Just love me, it’s all I ask of you just love me it’s all I need from you

Well I’ve been so good to you when all your pieces flew I was your glue when your yellow turned blue

But with age I’m still the same, but she’s beautiful and she steals your view but I’m the one who stuck with you

Just love me, it’s all I ask of you, just love me, it’s all I need from you

So I guess I will stay and wait around, and waste away, is it just too late

Love me, it’s all I ask of you, just love me, it’s all I need from you Tell me why, why can’t you just love me oh why, why can’t you just love me, like I love you

sweet trilling

I know you know what happened and I know you don’t pedestal your kind, it just keeps coming pouring on my head a lost romantic but I have a few hands

And I ask you to stay ‘cause I know that there will be one day

And I ask you to stay ‘cause I know that I will feel worthy of

And I ask you to stay ‘cause I know that I will accept a sweet trilling

Will this hurt I say but I know the answer to that question always remains the same but I have this little tiny piece of hope that it will change should I want to relieve your swelling today, because my needs are emerging

And I ask you to stay because I know that there will be one day And I ask you to stay because I know that I will feel worthy of

And I ask you to stay because I know that I will accept a sweet trilling

Another incoherency, how could I not see this coming I cannot keep on bruising my soul, this sadistic charm I know I have to let it go so I come back cold and I ask you— to stay

And I ask you to stay because I know that there will be one day And I ask you to stay because I know that I will feel worthy

And I ask you to stay because I know that I will accept a sweet trilling

Oh honey I will feel worthy, honey I will feel worthy, I will feel worthy

cock pollution

Release me from this place the degradation down here feels like I’m in hell, the only thing is I’m getting cold

In this situation I am struggling my mind is swallowing everyone they all see and I have to let them believe

Just let me be, can I walk around unnaked, if you could only see that your cock pollution is choking me

Honey help me, out of this world I’ve created, release the monotony around me

I’m exhausted words are many, so many what do I have to do for you not to see me, get away just where do you think you are you’re not at church so don’t pretend you’re God

Just let me be, can I walk around unnaked, if you could only see that your cock pollution is choking me

I’m trying hard to understand this masochistic wedding bed

You’ve got your ball and chain in a jar you want one woman to be both your mother and your whore

You’re not comfortable with who you are you always want, you always want, you always want more

Just let me be, can I walk around unnaked, if you could only see that your cock pollution is choking me your cock pollution is choking me put it away just put it away humanize me

it

Caged all these years and drowned in all my fears, suffocating on your lifeless breath

And to step upon your broken glass surrounded by a raging sea Looking at me, overlooking me why can’t you see me for who I am

Understand it’s love I crave, not to be raped by

Your words engrave my soul they nestle beneath this transparent layer this open sheath

I feel it all around me, you cannot take this from me a pink spirit wonders within, trapped inside this impediment locked inside this iron wrath unlock this little bird who longs to flee

Understand it’s love I crave not to be raped by

Your words engrave my soul they nestle beneath this transparent layer this open sheath

I feel it all around me you cannot take this from me this breath escapes it’s taking all of me to understand this view

popular

So I laughed when I heard she’s having a baby

Throw it up girl you’re not sicker than the way you used to look down on me, hand me downs, her country bumpkin cousin Laughing, laughing at me at the ice cream shop with her friends with the two painted faces on

I wanted to crawl those damn pointed fingers and condescending eyes

Why do you think you can make me cry, because I got no money I got no honey I got no sugar stepping daddy, but honey I survived your sweet genocide—hand it over baby your turn’s over

Momma’s words made me smile she’s a booger eater, but I still cried she had blonde hair blue eyes and rainbow skies

Oh but its over now, grandma’s died, how’s it feel I said how’s it feel being on the other side

Can’t wash your hands here— bitch, you can’t wash your dirty hands here, bitch you can’t wash your hands your hands your dirty hands here

Why do you think you can make me cry because I got no money, I got no honey, I got no sugar stepping daddy, but honey I survived your sweet genocide—hand it over baby your turn’s over, because I got no money, I got no honey and I got no sugar stepping daddy, but honey I survived your sweet genocide—hand it over baby, hand it over sugar, hand it over sweet little girl, your turn’s over You can’t wash your hands here bitch, you can’t wash your dirty hands here bitch, you can’t wash your hands, your hands, your dirty hands here, on my clean white dress that my momma made, no you can’t wash your dirty filthy hands here—bitch

clean up

Will I self-destruct this night, my companion is my pain, I look for answers and no one lies here but me I feel, oh god I feel, I am my own terrorist—holding my body hostage, tearing down my inside, fucking with my brain. sabotaging my soul compressing my love for myself, they said His son died for me to live so why, why do I squander it away, I cannot give, I cannot give back to myself, honey break these chains

I won’t feel you anymore, I will let you go, but how do I get there and when will I know, I won’t let you take me down again, you must go, I’m hating myself again, I’m losing control

Would you let me bleed to death, maybe you should to save yourself, make me normal give me back my glasshouse, I’m failing now

I won’t feel you anymore, I will let you go, but how do I get there and when will I know, I won’t let you take me down again, you must go I’m hating myself again, I’m losing control

This Jekyll-Hyde oscillates and with time it will not dissipate, notice the take in mistake give me one day free from self-hate—did I articulate

liquid ice

Liquid ice is in your blood, freezing fires burn up your wood to touch me with your frigid heat my soul escapes beneath my feet screaming within my sacred heart your painful grips mean well, I know what they mean

But I bet you’ll never be in my shoes and if you were what do you suppose you would do?

would you look like me?

would you feel like me?

would you die like me?

I see anger deep within your eyes as you push apart my once closed thighs, my hands are held above my head as your naked serpent enters my bed, a force so harsh I need not scream, ‘cause no one can hear me not even the Supreme

But I bet you’ll never be in my shoes and if you were what do you suppose you would do?

would you look like me?

would you feel like me?

would you die like me?

as wetness fills my empty lips I lay in pain motionless asking why it had to be me as a tear stained my face so eloquently, so eloquent even though I try I can’t get you out of my head but I won’t let you win—you misogynist fuck

But I bet you’ll never be in my shoes and if you were what do you suppose you would do?

would you look like me?

would you ask why like me?

would you wear a skirt like me?

would you blame yourself like me?

would you hate yourself ?

would you feel like me?

would you die…

distance

So I go on I’ve tried to reach you, I’ve sent you letters, you’ve shut me down inside you, you know it hurts to think about you how you’ve emotionally dried up inside, I can’t get through to you why do you criticize me

I’ve cried a lot about it, all the things I’ve done to disappoint your eyes, I thought we could put our differences aside

Where did my hero go, the slip that brought about the fall. the lengths that you will go to for distance

I know this dark cloud hovers over it strips away the boy I once knew inside, it’s hard to hide this hurting when you yell at me when I’m trying

Can you really look at me and treat a stranger better on the street, you know I’ll never leave you lonely, my candle’s always burning Where did my hero go, the slip that brought about the fall, the lengths that you will go to for distance

If you could see past your anger look deep inside your soul you’d see a lot of yourself in me is all you really see now green?

Where did my hero go, the slip that brought about the fall, the lengths that you will go to for distance, how could you turn your back on me when I needed you so—where did you go

seasons

The beginning of an end, the circle never fails, to relieve its duty of a square

So here I go again, looking back to where it all began, always leaving a little something behind and she never knew what she couldn’t find. so hope is a whisper never heard

And I ask how did it all—

The skirt was never enough, why do those things always mean so much, because with time the importance ceases and with time do you look back and like what you see?

And I still ask how did it all come to this?

Do you embrace your decisions? Did you do what was right at the time? Do you regret talking about it and never fulfilling it, looking back I’m just not what I used to be, this isn’t the ending I used to see, and I still ask how did it all come to this?

Will this ever end, the endlessness, it follows, I’m not running I just can’t figure out the hole that lingers where all the happiness falls into and gets lost

And I still ask how did it all come to this

This isn’t the ending that I this isn’t the end

This isn’t the ending I used to see, I’m in this hole again and I need some one to rescue me

whole

It was the hug that won me back, it was the tear that spilled rolling down my back, it was the way that time stood still, for just one moment things went beyond our will

And you held me in your arms not wanting to let go and I felt myself fall back, did you know?

I feel so high no longer blind to you

All of this time this wasted time, it’s always been you

It was the way you smiled when you first saw me, the way your eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, it was your sweetest kiss placed on my lips, as my face was gently held by your fingertips

And you held me in your arms not wanting to let go, I felt myself fall back did you know?

I feel so high no longer blind to you

All of this time this wasted time, its always been you

Your love makes me whole

I finally removed the strait-jacket placed on me, they’re not so bad I got a closet full of medals and some blood on my boots so I come out of this portal with a scratch and a band-aid and I need you to take this straight jacket and throw it away because we finally made it, I feel so high…

All Songs Written by Jennifer Lee

about | beyond the frame

Jennifer Lee offers up a voice for the new generation of the Tori Amos and Fiona Apple formula-"the girl and her piano," with her own unique sound. Her exhilarating, self-released debut album, beyond the frame, is a lyrically, emotionally, and musically intense body of work comprised of thrusting, piano-driven melodies, delicate ballads, and stimulating lyrics riddled with harsh reality-this singer-songwriter strikes a nerve with her personal life experience’s. This 12-track collection of songs has an immediate impact starting with "CASUALTY"; a song of sonic grandeur and undertones of how bruising and deceptive religion can be. It then whisks into "MORPHINE", which has an infectious melody and drives the listener into various sonic planes on its engaging journey. The album then enters into a solemn cry for love- the stripped down piano and voice track "JUST LOVE ME". From this point, Beyond The Frame continues its musical and thematic diversity on songs covering rejection, (the soft balladry of "DISTANCE" and the ever feisty "POPULAR"), rape ("LIQUID ICE"), suicide ("CLEAN UP"), and the powerful, retaliatory anthem on the subject of humanizing women ("COCK POLLUTION"); however, just when you think you've reached the darkest moment, a faint beacon of light at the end of the tunnel takes you to a more peaceful place-ending the album with a soft, intimate glimpse into discovering a lost love ("WHOLE").

Beyond the frame reaches in and makes you care about the artist. If you are at all in tune with yourself, you will enjoy this ride. Lee's voice delivers solid emotion—it's like the month of March, it comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. It is the true story of a girl with a sensitive heart in a not so sensitive world.

"This album is about stripping away boundaries, breaking away from society's conscious and unconscious impositions and listening to the real voice inside. I had to get my message out. I lived in a closed off world for so long, afraid of being who I was, and ultimately afraid of my own thoughts-because my thoughts went against the grain of what society teaches us. Making beyond the frame was liberating for me. Playing the piano the way I want to, and singing about life the way I see and feel it is the most beautiful gift I have ever given myself, and I want to share it with the world. I want to give back and help others find their own truth's so they can recognize and validate their own way of thinking-whatever shape or form, past events, or weirdo personality quirks that gracefully possess them."

Jennifer wrote, composed, produced, sang and played the piano on Beyond The Frame. The basic instrumentation (piano, drums, and bass) was recorded and mixed at Studio Litho, Seattle, WA. She recorded all of her vocal and midi tracks at her home studio in San Diego, CA. The album was mastered at The Lodge, NYC. Impressionist Records is her own label.