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PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Ford
James Ford
Drums
Abigail Morris
Abigail Morris
Vocals
Emily Roberts
Emily Roberts
Guitar
Georgia Davies
Georgia Davies
Bass Guitar
Aurora Nishevci
Aurora Nishevci
Piano
Lizzie Mayland
Lizzie Mayland
Guitar
Emma Smith
Emma Smith
Violin
Lucy Wilkins
Lucy Wilkins
Violin
Paloma Deike
Paloma Deike
Violin
Freya Goldmark
Freya Goldmark
Violin
Phil Granell
Phil Granell
Violin
Chihiro Ono
Chihiro Ono
Violin
Rosie Tompsett
Rosie Tompsett
Violin
Aleksandra Masurova
Aleksandra Masurova
Violin
Richard Jones
Richard Jones
Viola
Jenny Ames
Jenny Ames
Viola
Midori Jaeger
Midori Jaeger
Cello
Alex Marshall
Alex Marshall
Cello
Zami Jalil
Zami Jalil
Viola
Sam Becker
Sam Becker
Double Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abigail Morris
Abigail Morris
Songwriter
Emily Roberts
Emily Roberts
Songwriter
Georgia Davies
Georgia Davies
Songwriter
Aurora Nishevci
Aurora Nishevci
Songwriter
Lizzie Mayland
Lizzie Mayland
Songwriter
Rhys Downing
Rhys Downing
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Ford
James Ford
Producer
Alan Moulder
Alan Moulder
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Jimmy Robertson
Jimmy Robertson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A room at dusk
Mastering the art of lying still
Breathe like a girl
Till my lungs fill
[PreChorus]
Oh, pull your boots up, boys
And push me down
I'm only here
For your entertainment
[Chorus]
I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks
All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love
Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well
To nurture the wounds my mother held
[Verse 2]
Oh, ballerina, bend under the weight of it all
Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands?
Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back?
Do you want me, or do you want control?
Failure to commit to the role, I admit
Was a failure you achieved on your own
Do you want me to care when you just disappear?
I can't win them all (I can't win them all)
[PreChorus]
Run till I fall
How I wish the trees would swallow me
Make me a forest
Take away my soul
I could never give the curse to her
I, I could never live with the guilt of lying
That people are kind
[Chorus]
I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks
All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love
Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well
To nurture the wounds my mother held
[PostChorus]
Oh, ballerina, bend under the weight of it all
Ain't it fun to hold the world in your hands?
Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back?
Do you want me or do you want control?
Failure to commit to the role, I admit
Was a failure you achieved on your own
Do you want me to care when you just disappear?
I can't win them all (I can't win them all)
[Chorus]
I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks
All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love
Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well
To nurture the wounds my mother held
[Outro]
Give me that dark red liquor stretched out on the rocks
All the poison, I convert it and I turn it to love
Here comes the feminine urge, I know it so well
To nurture the wounds my mother held
Written by: Abigail Morris, Aurora Nishevci, Emily Roberts, Georgia Davies, Lizzie Mayland, Rhys Downing
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