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Lions
03:07
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We've been simmering in memories, our guilty imaginations stewing in the sun
The echo split out which a devil spun a web of mirrors, a silver sun
Eyes shimmering in denial, bite your tongue and see it through
Faith, in illusion, oh we are
Lions, marching backwards, is there something we should know?
My lions are marching backwards, is there something we should know?
Buy a ticket, take a seat, pull your heart out your mouth
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I went whaling in my gap year
I found myself beneath the bones and the blubber
The last priest alive was a decent geezer
What happens on deck will end up in your freezer
Where we are there's no broadband
The bonus pot is full of sand
No Kenyans to crawl for my Instagram
Just salt, heat and honest hours
The look in their eyes, you know, is not easy to bear
The sun in the sky, you know, roasts the blood in the air
I went whaling in my gap year
I found a place where truth is easy
Don't think too much about the consequences
Well I'm used to that
The look in their eyes, you know, is not easy to bear
The sun in the sky, you know, roasts the blood in the air
I used to play along, my star is smudge, there's something wrong
Can you see where I get it from
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Beyond The Groove
03:54
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I've been throwing Whales into the Thames
With my new best friend
I can't decide which side to die for
So I'll bite the pillow and watch the numbers swell
Whatever that means
I don't believe, I'm who I say I am
My heat has ceased to trust my eyes
I'm a ballerina, in a hi vis
Waiting for my century
Bottle up your spirit
Send it to me
Whatever that means
I don't believe, I'm who I say I am
My heat has ceased to trust my eyes
Oh their cynicism turns me on
I'm beyond the groove
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Hungry Boy
03:10
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You've been a naughty boy, haven't you
You pushed the button just so
You and your choir of scavengers
Know all the right notes
We're not strong enough to look away
We are vultures too
Watching your gruelling circus trick
From the balcony
Watch out brother that joke's got teeth
We were sucked in by the glamour of the heat
When I make a mess I keep it to myself
But there you are, strutting like a swan in an abattoir
Close your eyes and dream it so
Cast a spell and let it go
All our fears are coming home
But you won't stop smiling
Your wedding day the hyenas are glowing
Your wedding day I'm on the edge of my seat
Contrarians on both sides of the isles have found
They've singing from the same hymn sheet
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The Circus
03:17
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I'm an instrument baby
I belong to the moon
My scented stripes vibrate
When I'm in the mood
The big top baby
Plays a lonely game
Only a mind like yours could stir
A body so tame
I grew tired of the circus, grew scared of the groove,
I made an escape, I see you did too
I'm an instrument baby
Am I your first one
Let the heat of our daydreams
Power the sun
The circus baby
Had lost its charm
The higher I climb
The less I see
I made an escape, I see you did too
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Sister Wanzala London, UK
Dancing and crying since 2015.
New song "Perfume" out 20 May 2022.
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