RIbcage

"We blew the doors didn't we?
Pissed in their champagne
And did a real thing, didn't we?
Gave ourselves a name
And peeled away the shame

I wanted to explode, to pull my ribs apart
and let the sun inside..."

Elbow: Ribcage
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Fallen Angel

"All the fallen angels
Roostin' in this place
Count back the weeks on worried fingers
Virgin mother what's-her-face

Don't fall to pieces on me
Don't fall to pieces on me..."

Elbow: Fallen Angel
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