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by Elia & The Low Tears

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released July 21, 2014

all songs written by Elia Rulli ©copyright control

all songs produced by Elia Rulli except
Sweet Lies produced with Tim Burns

guitar on Sweet Lies by Tim Burns
guitar on Baby Blue by Sam Lewis
guitar on The Reprieve and Happy Fucking Birthday by Phil Baxter
baritone sax by Tamar Osborn
violin on Baby Blue by Emil Chakalov
vocals on The Reprieve by Jane Harris, Jessica Lauren, Phil Baxter, Bill Tutton and Butch Wellington's Spotted Zebra Men's Choir

mixed and mastered at Thrum Studios by Tim Burns

logo and cover design by Joseph Barnes

Thanks to Gary,, Messaoud, Joseph and Garry x

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"Extraordinary!" - Tom Robinson BBC6

"Disgustingly gifted" - The Guardian

"Massively impressed." - Gary Crowley BBC London

"The wit of Wilde, the voice of Wonder and the heart of Wainwright" - Attitude

"Perverse pop" - Rough Trade

"We had high hopes. Its always nice when you can find a band that exceeds your expectations." - Emerging Icons



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Track Name: The Reprieve
The Reprieve

Feed your hunger
Eat your tears
Drink your heart, drink your heart, drink your heart
Fall down laughing
Drunk with rage
You're just like me, just like me, you're just like me

All my life I've been running in a circle looking for the exit sign
I throw the knife then see if I can think of any kind of reason why

Pretty, simple, useless
I see us
Stupid and abusive
We're make believe
These roads to freedom send us
On our way to nowhere
Just when we thought we started to care
Its all make believe
Don't hold your breath for the reprieve

Taste of wonder
Thick like blood
You waste your heart, waste your heart, waste your heart
Stream of conscious
Drowning me
And its just like you, just like you cause you're just like me

All your life you've been trying to find a way to look yourself in the eyes
Fight or flight
You stand up for a joke but you'd die before you compromise

Pretty simple useless
I see us
Bitter and abusive
We're make believe
These roads to freedom send us
On our way to nowhere
As if we could have gotten somewhere
Its all make believe

Make believe in you and me
Track Name: Sweet Lies
Sweet Lies

What you think about it, baby
How you got me hanging on your string
What you think about it, baby
Oh, you're a precious thing
What you doing to me, honey
You must have put a voodoo thing on me
You like to see me suffer, honey

You hypnotize just to cut me down to size

Sweet sweet lies
Give me more until I'm full
I compromise
Baby, you know what I do
Sweet lies
Give me more I love them all
And sympathize
On my knees forever more, forever more

Watch you playing me, honey
Lure me in with the promise of love
You always do it to me, honey
Oh, hot and cold you run
You say you're going to need me, sugar
You say you're gonna make this heart your home
Then you leave me begging, sugar

You change your mind each and ever time

Sweet sweet lies
Give me more until I'm full
I compromise
Baby, you know what I do
Sweet lies
Give me more I love them all
And sympathize
On my knees forever more, forever more

Well, you're playing with my mind
And I give you all my time
But still I say
To know you is to want to

Sweet sweet lies
Give me more until I'm full
I compromise
Baby, you know what I do
Sweet lies
Give me more I love them all
And sympathize
On my knees forever more, forever more
Track Name: Violins
Violins

You and me, we got some strange hippy kind of connection
You blow me kisses and I don't even have to open my eyes to catch them

I hear violins, I hear violins when I look at you
I hear violins, I hear violins and cellos too

We just met but I know things about you you haven't told me
Better yet, I seem to know you mind soul and body

I hear violins, I hear violins when I look at you
I hear sweeping strings, I hear violins and cellos too

I was never romantic until you came along
Now everywhere I go I keep hearing our song
Over and over and over and over and over and over and

I hear violins, I hear violins when I look at you
I hear sweeping strings, I hear violins and cellos too
Track Name: Happy Fucking Birthday
Happy Fucking Birthday

I don't
I don't wanna write a song all about you, no
I don't wanna give you that
But here I am
Singing out my breaking heart
Singing like an idiot, the idiot you say I am

I guess I was naive but I really did believe
All the plans that we made
Lesson: everything can change
We've become, sad to say, that same old boring cliche

Too bad
Too bad you had to break me down

Did you?
Did you really think I couldn't feel
All the judgement that your smile concealed
But I shut my mouth maybe once too many times
I sacrificed my self respect and I internalised

From the start I could see that you had it out for me
I just think you should know that your halo is a joke
You complain about my frown as you kick me while I'm down

Too bad
Too bad you had to break me down

So what you think is going on here?
You ever look at yourself at all?
I can't believe the only way you felt you could make a change is by
Feeding me such a bitter pill

I'm so sorry
Sorry that I wasn't everything you wanted
The feeling's mutual
As for that judgement you so generously gave me
You can have it back now
Happy fucking birthday