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Little Bit Delicate
04:13
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Lyrics
My town’s scary when evening turns to night
When I’m far from home I’m wary, even in daylight
And I don’t like it when people are too brave
I bite my hangnails when I’m nervous, and I always behave
Stop right there, I’ve a fragile sticker on my collarbone
Today I learned
Stop right there, I’ve got bruises from words and I’m ticklish
Would you like to learn?
Don’t break me, I wanna be whole again
Don’t melt me, I’m not prepared
Self-indulgent, maybe materialistic
I’ll look at my hands and say “I’m a little bit delicate”
Ill to hell with humour, stupidity not wit
And I wish to death I had a say in deciding my next fit
See if I really wanted to be newer, bluer
I’d find a stretch of untouched land, growing crops like me not you
Stop right there, I’ve a fragile sticker on my collarbone
Today I learned
Stop right there, I’ve got bruises from words and I’m ticklish
Would you like to learn?
Don’t break me, I wanna be whole again
Don’t melt me, I’m not prepared
Self-indulgent, maybe materialistic
I’ll look at my hands and say “I’m a little bit delicate”
Tap me on the shoulder and you might just knock me over
And now I’ve dropped all my folders ‘cause you tapped me on the shoulder
I’m a typical girl, marketing ploy, I’m childish, it’s so stylish
They are all ashamed of me, grew up to what I’m supposed to be
(Please) Stop right there, I’ve a fragile sticker on my collarbone
Today I learned
Stop right there, I’ve got bruises from words and I’m ticklish
Would you like to learn?
Don’t break me, I wanna be whole again
Don’t melt me, I’m not prepared
Self-indulgent, maybe materialistic
I’ll look at my hands and say “I’m a little bit delicate”
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Breathe
05:08
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Lyrics
Help me look for a window, I need to get some air
Can’t find a key to the door and I don’t have a pin in my hair
I don’t have the transparency to admit my skin is crawling
I pick off the bugs on my own, and I’ve decided
I’ll go out to the chicken shed and sit between the eggs
I hope the hens don’t mind me here, they keep pecking my legs
And it’s been just over two days, and I think I’ll stay here for four
The hens, they like me by now – well, they don’t bite my anymore
But I’ve forgotten how to
Breathe x4
Peel my hands from my eyes, you have finally found me
Played hide and seek at age 5 but I’m still good at disappearing, see?
I’ve been talking enough and thinking too much
I’m breathing too fast and losing my touch
This idea was dumb, can you call my mum?
I think that I’m becoming undone
I sit and clutch my muddied knees as my chest begins to heave
I am a cheat for being weak, but will you stay while I sleep?
But I’ve forgotten how to
Breathe x8
As my head hits the pillow, feathers start to grow all over me
A flightless bird, a worried girl; who is she?
A heavy heat clings to me and it grounds my feet
Let the breeze drift so sweetly and bend my knees for me, and carry me
Please carry me
Teach me to breathe
Let me
Breathe x16
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Doll
04:14
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Lyrics
Call her little miss perfect, don’t search down too deep
You wait till the heart monitor stops its beep
So suck it all in then, don’t want to breathe out
Any imperfections will cause too much doubt
And they say ‘No pain, no gain’
If pain is gain, then beauty is torture
So tear the meat from off the bones and leave the skeleton there to show
That you were more than just a doll: there was terror inside your delicate bones
A clump on her pillow and more in the bath
Extensions to hide this will always work out
Exterior beauty brings challenge each day
One pound on, one pound off; a problem to face
And they say ‘No pain, no gain’
If pain is gain, then beauty is torture
So tear the meat from off the bones and leave the skeleton there to show
That you were more than just a doll: there was terror inside your delicate bones
A ballerina on stage couldn’t bring that much grace
Her clear skin is perfect, not a blemish in place
But inside is failing – the damage is done
The doll’s legs are too weak now to stand straight upon
No you are not a star honey, cause even stars burn out
Let the stupid ones look pretty, cause your job is to drown
And they say ‘No pain, no gain’
If pain is gain, then beauty is torture
So tear the meat from off the bones and leave the skeleton there to show
That you were more than just a doll: there was terror inside your delicate bones
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Dainty
04:50
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Lyrics
I’ll phone you up as I cross the road
Close my eyes, you tell me when to go
I don’t trust my body but I trust your voice
You could do better, glad to be your choice
And I am everything to you – boys are made to make you blue
The playground tells you boys are always rude
But you? You’re new
You brush my hair and tell me “I love you”
(Can I be) dainty? Can I be dainty? Dainty
(I want) I want to be more than I am
I’m not enough, I know I can be
You love me more than you quite should
You make me feel so understood
And I am everything to you – boys are made to make you blue
The playground tells you boys are always rude
But you? You’re new
You brush my hair and tell me “I love you”
(Can I be) dainty? Can I be dainty? Dainty
(I’ll be) I’ll be too loud until I’m mute
Place me in the corner out of view
You ask “What can I even do
To make you know you’re too good to be true?”
How am I good enough? How am I good enough?
How am I good enough for you?
With my hand down my throat, I feel my fingers through my neck
I walked around town like this – only he noticed
It will not be enough until my ankles don’t hold me
I cling a little too tight, like my favourite dress
It never suited me anyway
So I made myself small for you, but you let me be big
You don’t want me choking on dreaming new year, new me
And I lowered my voice for you with my hand back down my throat,
But you pulled it back out again
I’ll learn how to grow,
Today I’ll sit down by our tree, between your knees
You love me for me, and I’m dainty again
And I’m happy again
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Perfume
05:02
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Lyrics
I fell in love in a thrift store
We were looking at this 80s haul
George and your best mate John
You make me wish my name was Ringo or Paul
How dare you make me feel so wanted?
I’ve never felt so far from fear – and it’s only been a year
Maybe one day the fear will completely disappear.
Only want to know you
Almost want to be you
Simply want to steal you, and everything you are
And everything you are
I’d like to be your perfume, wear me on your neck
I’ll move out of my bedroom to sleep inside your head
To sleep inside your head
I bruise quite easily, saying leaving you would bruise sounds a bit rude
Knowing you’s greedy, I’ll put on a pound or two.
Will you let me know you? I like your stories twice through,
I like your eyes, they look brand new
You’re expensive, you’re a Starbucks brew
Only want to know you
Almost want to be you
Simply want to steal you, and everything you are
And everything you are.
I’d like to be your perfume, wear me on your neck
I’ll move out of my bedroom to sleep inside your head
I’d like to be your perfume, wear me on your neck
I’ll move out of my bedroom to sleep inside your head.
To sleep inside your head, to sleep inside your head
And I cry too easily, saying if you left I’d cry seems a bit dry
Fall for you faster than a bee without wings falls from the sky
I don’t know all that much but I know the angle of your nose
I think it’s lovely
I think that you might be home
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Elin Grace UK
Elin Grace is a 19 year old independent singer-songwriter from rural mid Wales, whose debut EP, ‘Bee Without Wings’, blends quirky piano ballads and jazz influenced indie-pop with deft vocal harmonies, and sweetly sophisticated melodic arrangements.
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