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Cellophane
03:46
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Maybe I’ll see you in Paris
The same dark streets you walked
Your mark a monogram of sparkle pen inside a clock
Am I allowed to wonder?
Under the cutoff jeans?
Why don’t we wear
Cellophane
Why don’t we wear
Cellophane
Your throat is tight, don’t close your mouth
It’s sexy when you cry
A man is masculine in femininity; human
I’d whisper hold me longer
But it’d turn me on
Why don’t we wear
Cellophane
Why don’t we wear
Cellophane
Digital, Cynical
Why don’t we wear
Cellophane
Why don’t we wear
Cellophane
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2. |
Nothing But Trouble
03:58
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Time was on your side, so was I
We could be
New starts for bruised hearts
Born to be the cure, hurried to confide
Thought we took care, thought we took care
It wasn't fair, it wasn't fair
I was the one who gave you nothing by trouble
Asked you to run just as you slowed your stride
I was the one who never let it be simple
You were the one I should have let inside
You were on the prowl, I laid down
Meek, I found
Safeguard in your arms
Ready to be prey, keen to be devoured
But I was stone, just ice and bone
I should have known, I should have known
I was the one who gave you nothing by trouble
Asked you to run just as you slowed your stride
I was the one who never let it be simple
You were the one I should have let inside
You're the one who always left in anger
You're the one who wouldn't leave it alone
I'm the one who saw it end the hard way
I'm the one who told you I'd be home
I was the one who gave you nothing by trouble
Asked you to run just as you slowed your stride
I was the one who never let it be simple
You were the one I should have let inside
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Feathers
03:54
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Give me back my feathers
So I can fly
Give me back my feathers
So I can fly
I’ll never breathe oxygen again
To punish him for every sin
To step inside; to show him
The story of a thousand sleepless nights
I’ll never see my own eyes
A referee from the sidelines
So I’ll go blind
Who gives a fuck?
Give me back my feathers
So I can fly
Give me back my feathers
So I can fly
I'll never see my own eyes
I'll referee from the sidelines
So I'll go blind
Who gives a fuck?
Give me back my feathers
So I can fly
Give me back my feathers
So I can fly
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4. |
44 Stone Lions
04:38
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One last chance for happiness
In your familial life
One first chance for paradise
You can be a little wife
Play house, clean house, stay inside
‘Til he gives you away
Princess you’ll be in fantasy
The game they taught you how to play
The only game you know how to play
You’re only a...
You’re only a...
You’re only a girl a man’s world
You’re only a…
You’re only a…
You’re only a dissident voice below
Ovine, bovine, asinine
Combine identity
Doe in caves in captivity
Will debase stags on the wing
Eyes might graze a frozen scene
Meat market, in a magazine
A dog is a dog, and so’s a bitch, so what is a Lioness?
A lion’s lion; lion’s lioness
Fight; flight; gather with me
Come, I’ll help you
Where we will go, we’ll never be (never be) lonely
Where we will go, we’ll never let them say…
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A reductionist view of Pool Boys’ music could claim four words: Loud guitars; pretty harmonies. The band thrives in dualities - they live in the space where soft and sensitive gives way to grit and ire. Melodic guitar hooks and oft-spacey, oft-grungy textures are thoroughly supported by weaving bass lines and nonstandard harmonies. ... more
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