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Empty Men
03:57
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Stick me in a box - where I’ll go, no one knows…
Porcelain hands wave at me in the rain - emissaries of dark love, hurt and pain.
Take me away to a brand new place, crimson rain runs down my face - I’m knowing it will stain.
I’m shaking in the rain.
“Draped in black you’ll show your face”, the empty men will say…
Take me from the box - what I am now, no one knows.
I gaze at you - did I used to know you?
You used to know me but now I’m gone.
Take me away to a brand new place, crimson rain runs down my face - I’m knowing it will stain.
I’m shaking in the rain.
“Draped in black you’ll show your face”, the empty men will say…
I can’t believe anything you say but I let you stay - to keep the peace, I will let you stay.
I’m shaking in the rain.
“Turn around and show your face”, the empty men will say.
Take me away to a brand new place, crimson rain runs down my face - I’m knowing it will stain.
I’m shaking in the rain.
“Turn around and show your face”, the empty men will say…
I can’t believe anything you say but I let you stay - to keep the peace, I will let you stay.
I’m shaking in the rain.
“Turn around, I’ll show my face”, one of the empty men will say.
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Frozen
03:00
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Seems like it’s days since I held your face in my hands - at least I can get on with what’s seen as life…
A taste in my mouth, a blur in my head, remembering what you were like in bed.
Now, you’re frozen in time.
Washing the stains from my clothes - it happens every day.
But nothing can remove the frozen look on your face…
My memory falters as I look at my reflection - a blizzard or secrets fuelled by my affection, now you’re frozen.
You are frozen in time…
But no one knows.
Sliding into your new skin, I wonder what grows within.
There’s something dirty about you, everyone wants you - oh, it’s just like old times.
Seems so long ago from when you began - everything in your life so ‘spick and span’
Now, you’re frozen - you are chosen, you’re mine.
You’re mine…
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Luxury Stranger Nottingham, UK
LS is one of the leading lights in the UK post-punk / dark alternative landscape.
Having released
critically acclaimed albums and singles, toured independently and with major acts across the UK and Europe, the driving force has always been vocalist / songwriter Simon York – "easily one of the finest vocalists in the UK right now" (Reflections of Darkness magazine).
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