Last night was a blur, and this sharp alternative track reminds you why you feel so bad about it... Called 'excellent' by NME
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Slip the past tonight
Step out of your scars
Walk down to where the buildings
Hold the sky in open arms
Everything's delightful here
The diamonds and the dirt
Search for distraction
In a club to loud to feel the hurt
Maybe it's too late tonight
Broken glass and tired lies
Maybe it's too late tonight
Twice the dose for one your size...
Curse in the morning light
Hide from the morning under artificial stars
Where tintannitic troubadours
Parade their tales of false alarm
Everyone's insightful, dear
Wired-cool and curt
And dance apocalyptic
as they wait to stain your skirt...
Maybe it's too late tonight
Broken glass and tired lies
Maybe it's too late tonight
Twice the dose for one your size...
Curse in the morning light
Now the night is over and
The memories begin
Of drunken conversation
And teeth upon your skin
Wine and speed and endless greed
Your eyes are lined - you never sleep
Child of the century
Inherits nothing but fatigue
Maybe it's too late tonight
Broken glass and tired lies
Maybe it's too late tonight
Twice the dose for one your size...
Curse in the morning light
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