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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
James Ford
James Ford
Schlagzeug
Abigail Morris
Abigail Morris
Stimme und Gesang
Emily Roberts
Emily Roberts
Gitarre
Georgia Davies
Georgia Davies
Bassgitarre
Aurora Nishevci
Aurora Nishevci
Klavier
Lizzie Mayland
Lizzie Mayland
Gitarre
Emma Smith
Emma Smith
Geige
Lucy Wilkins
Lucy Wilkins
Geige
Paloma Deike
Paloma Deike
Geige
Freya Goldmark
Freya Goldmark
Geige
Phil Granell
Phil Granell
Geige
Chihiro Ono
Chihiro Ono
Geige
Rosie Tompsett
Rosie Tompsett
Geige
Aleksandra Masurova
Aleksandra Masurova
Geige
Richard Jones
Richard Jones
Bratsche
Jenny Ames
Jenny Ames
Bratsche
Midori Jaeger
Midori Jaeger
Cello
Alex Marshall
Alex Marshall
Cello
Zami Jalil
Zami Jalil
Bratsche
Sam Becker
Sam Becker
Kontrabass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Abigail Morris
Abigail Morris
Songwriter:in
Emily Roberts
Emily Roberts
Songwriter:in
Georgia Davies
Georgia Davies
Songwriter:in
Aurora Nishevci
Aurora Nishevci
Songwriter:in
Lizzie Mayland
Lizzie Mayland
Songwriter:in
Rhys Downing
Rhys Downing
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
James Ford
James Ford
Produzent:in
Alan Moulder
Alan Moulder
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jimmy Robertson
Jimmy Robertson
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

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A room at dusk, mastering the art of lying still Breathe like a girl 'Til my lungs fill Oh, pull your boots up, boys And push me down I'm only here For your entertainment I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well To nurture the wounds my mother held Oh ballerina, bend under the weight of it all Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands? Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back? Do you want me or do you want control? Failure, can't commit to the role, I admit Was a failure you achieved on your own Do you want me to care when you just disappear? I can't win them all (I can't win them all) Run 'til I fall How I wish the trees would swallow me Make me a forest Take away my soul I could never give the curse to her I, I could never live with the guilt of lying That people are kind I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well To nurture the wounds my mother held Oh ballerina, bend under the weight of it all Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands? Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back? Do you want me or do you want control? Failure, can't commit to the role, I admit Was a failure you achieved on your own Do you want me to care when you just disappear? I can't win them all (I can't win them all) I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well To nurture the wounds my mother held Give me the dark red liquor stretched out on the rocks All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well To nurture the wounds my mother held
Writer(s): Aurora Nishevci, Emily Roberts, Georgia Davies, Elizabeth Mayland, Abigail Morris, Rhys Downing Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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