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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Delaire The Liar
Delaire The Liar
Künstler:in
Ffinlo Colley
Ffinlo Colley
Leadgesang
Emily Lodge
Emily Lodge
E-Bassgitarre
Charles Tomlinson
Charles Tomlinson
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ffinlo Colley
Ffinlo Colley
Songwriter:in
Emily Lodge
Emily Lodge
Songwriter:in
Charles Tomlinson
Charles Tomlinson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kel Pinchin
Kel Pinchin
Produzent:in
Lewis Johns
Lewis Johns
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Compress the chest
Kissing like the love of your life never left
Bleeding in a car park
Beaten half to death
By somebody you just met
(Do you feel anything yet?)
How clean
Cutting off the clothes
(This is an emergency!)
Strong enough to drink
Deep enough to drown in
(Somebody do something!?)
It's a charm
It's a pleasure
Shaking hands and drawing daggers
A guarantee
I don't believe
I know better
It's a trick
It's a trap
The new car smell of the body bag
A maison d'être
I could never
Use myself
In good conscience
Or self defence
Mercy me
The paramedic won't quit
It's gonna cost some ribs
(Put your back into it!)
The heart is starved
Of the blood that you're kneeling in
Finally
An overnight stay in the hospital honeymoon suite
Pull out the IV
That you've been suffering
It's a charm
It's a pleasure
Shaking hands and drawing daggers
A guarantee
I don't believe
I know better
It's a trick
It's a trap
The new car smell of the body bag
A maison d'être
I could never
Use myself
It's a charm
It's a pleasure
Shaking hands and drawing daggers
A guarantee
I don't believe
I know better
It's a trick
It's a trap
The new car smell of the body bag
A maison d'être
I could never
Use myself
In good conscience
Or self defence
Spending all your money on the court proceeding
Isn't going to stop them leaving
One for your health
One for your problems
One for the way to solve them
House in order
Your finances
Hell is empty
Take your chances
It's a charm
It's a pleasure
Shaking hands and drawing daggers
A guarantee
I don't believe
I know better
It's a trick
It's a trap
The new car smell of the body bag
A maison d'être
I could never
Use myself
In good conscience
Or self defence
Written by: Charles Tomlinson, Emily Lodge, Ffinlo Colley
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