The Turn // Chlorine Bath

by Paper Hands

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Hey! It's the first single for our new album out on April 15th! Woooo! We sincerely hope you enjoy it. We know it's an oldie but it's a goodie!

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released April 6, 2016

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Paper Hands Chicago, Illinois

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Track Name: The Turn
Well I hope you choke on his own spit.
(He's a) waste of space (and) I'm sick of him
Being all up on you, I know he's feeling it too:
The tension that has all of us nervous.

Well I hope you get some bad blood from
His own drip, please fall for it.
He is curly and dark, my world's falling apart.
He is what you have always wanted from a man who will soon take it all from you.

So slide it off so he can see more.
I hope he's so repulsed that it will make him turn.
Now you have nothing, you go on alone.
You may or may not run back (but) I'll be gone.

Well I hope you know that I'm alright,
(It's that) sometimes I just fantasize
Of him battered and bruised, I have nothing to lose.
This is what I have always dreamt of.

So slide it off so he can see more.
I hope he's so repulsed that it will make him turn.
Now you have nothing, you go on alone.
You may or may not run back (but) I'll be gone.
Track Name: Chlorine Bath (Max Bemis Cover)
I want to wake up in the evening
Shred my lips, bathe in chlorine
Bless your heart you sad thing
I don't want to be with you

You came along, followed my bum
Right through this maze
Strung out and stunned
Latched on to me, redded the dirt
I was your prey, hung up on her
But I don't want you, I don't need you

I want to wake up in the evening
Shred my lips, bathe in chlorine
Bless your heart you sad thing
I don't want to be with you

You butterfly, you seem to morph
You seem to bloom this caustic course
You chose yourself so burn in hell
You fleeting think, I chose myself
But I'm too proud and I don't need you

I want to wake up in the evening
Shred my lips, bathe in chlorine
Bless your heart you sad thing
I don't want to be with you