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Heavy like thousand pounds
What if I told you now
To carry the smell of death is
harder than it sounds
Heavy like thousand pounds
I bite my lips and look around
You said:
My dear, it smells like corpse in here
Bring out your dead
Pull out the speakers now
What comes out I will allow
I didn't come here to die
Dare to see what's inside
It feels like suicide
My favorite corpse I like to hide
Who am I without

my skeleton friend?
Without the rules I bend
Can these broken bones mend?
Scared if I let it all out
You will know what I'm about
And the void, what do I fill it with
Once that corpse is gone
Bring out your dead
Bring out what's dead
Pull out the speakers now
What comes out I will allow
I didn't come here to die
Dare to see what's inside
It feels like suicide
My favorite corpse I like to hide
When I let this corpse out
He will bite your soul
It will make you bleed
When I let this corpse go
Will you do the same,
will you let him go?
Let go
Pull out the speakers now
What comes out I will allow
I didn't come here to die
Dare to see what's inside
It feels like suicide
My favorite corpse I like to hide
When I let this corpse out
He will bite your soul
It will make you bleed
When I let this corpse go
Look me in the eye and let me
know I'm not dead
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written by Benson, Howard / Blindside,
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Friendly Fires are an indie band formed in 2006 in St Albans, United Kingdom. They consist of Ed MacFarlane (vocals), Edd Gibson (guitar) and Jack Savidge (drums). The band released their self-titled debut album on 1 September 2008. It contains the singles "Paris", "Jump in the Pool", and "Skeleton Boy". The band's second album, "Pala", was released on 16 May 2011. According to the Pala Songfacts, the title Pala is a reference to the doomed utopia of English writer Aldous Huxley's novel Island. Published in 1962, it is the account of Will Farnaby, a cynical journalist who is shipwrecked on the fictional island of Pala, where parrots whisper uplifting messages to the islanders.

Formed out of the ashes of First Day Back, the St Albans, United Kingdom hardcore band they formed while still at school, Friendly Fires make razor-sharp post-punk that burns through the memories of all the dismal, skinny jeaned ‘80s revivalists you’ve been hearing these past few years. Sounding brittle, knotty and urgent, Friendly Fires are the real deal. With no fat or padding on them at all, their songs possess an elegant sparseness. As guitarist Edd Gibson notes: “The hardest thing I think is to know what to leave out, to know when something is enough.” But amongst all the stripped-back twists, there are also moments full of deep, blissed-out melodies. “I love lush, massive, tingly chords; the My Bloody Valentine sound,” says bassist and singer Ed MacFarlane.

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