moscow brothel

in the words of a hooker I once met in a moscow brothel
‘you want me, you pay me’
she was wise
surely wiser than my own estranged mother
the price you pay for your ways

there’s no wisdom in defeat
I hope you’ll remember it
in your cold and lonely days
in your life gone astray

you’re chasing dream after dream
she made it sound like a bad thing
yet here I am, all suited up
in the words of my father
wise as any in a moscow brothel
‘you messed up, you messed up’

there’s no wisdom in defeat
just the sheer hypocrisy
in the cold of your days
in your life gone astray

in your life gone to waste…
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previous titles: –
references: blame it on the obvious ways (idlewild), tell me ten words (idlewild), many will learn (embrace)

released on:
THE MIRROR

am colin-clegg: vocals, guitar
misto: bass, keyboards
giulia ermirio: viola, backing vocals