I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you.
I said, "I like your shoes."
You said, "Thanks. Can I follow you?"
So it is up the stairs and out of view. No prying eyes. I poured some wine. I asked your name. You asked the time. It is 2 o'clock. The club is closed and we are up the block. Your hands are on me. I am pressing hard against your jeans. Your tongue is in my month, trying to keep the words from coming out. You didn't care to know who else may have been you before.
I want a lover I don't have to love. I want a girl who is too sad to give a fuck. Where's the kid with the chemicals? I thought he said to meet him here but I'm not sure. I got the money if you've got the time.
You said, "It feels good."
I said, "I'll give it a try."
Then my mind went dark. We both forgot where your car was parked. Let's just take the train. I'll meet up with the band in the morning.
Bad actors with bad habits. Some sad singers they just play tragic. Well, the phone is ringing and the van is leaving. Let's just keep touching. Let's just keep singing.
I want a lover I don't have to love. I want a boy who is so drunk that he doesn't talk. Where's the kid with the chemicals? I have got this hunger and I can't seem to get full. I need
some meaning I can memorize. The kind I have always seems to slip my mind.
But you...you...you write such pretty words. But life is no storybook. Love is an excuse to get hurt and to hurt.
"Do you like to hurt?"
"I do. I do."
"Then hurt me."
Land of Talk return after a seven-year absence with a record full of mournful, bluish synths and the glorious vocals of Elizabeth Powell. Bandcamp... New & Notable Mar 20, 2017
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this is probably one of the greatest recordings of all time. i'm in awe every time i listen to this ep. stellar mind numbingly great vocals AND lyrics that punch you in the gut. sunsetradio