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from the debut album postcards from a churchyard, arriving 5.3.19
lyrics
tell him careful walking up the stairs, those floorboards might not hold,
you can blame it on the weather, but your heart is frozen cold.
tell him your mouth's covered in cobwebs,
they're stretching across your teeth
but he won't seem to mind kissing you anyway.
and he'll pull you straight from the coffin,
same flower eyes, two graveside shots of whiskey.
and he'll see that your bones are rotten,
when he's inside you, how much skeleton can he see?
so when you gonna tell him?
nothing grows in corpses,
there's nothing he or anyone can do.
when you gonna tell him?
your skin can't hide black insides,
there's nothing left of you.
and you're gone,
and your bones are bleached by the sun,
and you're no good.
when you gonna tell him, baby?
tell him careful waiting up for you,
cause you don't plan to stay,
good wives don't speak their troubles,
so just drink your wine and pray.
tell him tainted isn't pretty and
perfection ate you whole
your pride like water in your lungs
drowns all the words it stole.
clean hearts can't be built on devotion,
silver thread won't make them new and never torn,
dead veins keep on singing to open,
but all he feels is that they're gonna keep his skin real warm.
so when you gonna tell him?
angels don't fall easy,
there's nothing he or anyone can do.
when you gonna tell him?
your eyes can't hide dead insides,
there's nothing left, he's still got hold of you.
when you gonna tell him baby?
when he finds out he'll leave you outside,
the birds will pick you clean again.
you better pray he leaves you outside
for that little death you hoped for with the sun.
no, nothing's wrong.
so when you gonna tell him?
but you don't need to say it,
his lips are cracked and stained red just like yours.
when you gonna tell him?
every kiss you've given up
just kills and makes you die a little more.
and you're gone
and your bones are bleached by the sun,
and you're no good.
when you gonna tell him, baby?
the funeral's tomorrow, and he'll be waiting.
credits
released March 20, 2019
vocals, words: eleanor marsh
synths, keys, bass: z miller
drums: kei
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engineering: pete szkolka
production: justin fisher
This is just HILARIOUS
Everyone on it gave such an AMAZING performance
and Kevin's final appearance? Took me completly by surprise *cheff kiss* MarlaHectic
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