Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kid Gloves, artist - Voxtrot. Album song Voxtrot, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 27.05.2007
Record label: Playlouderecordings
Song language: English
Kid Gloves |
| Listen to the sounds, they’re ringing out around you |
| These are the cries of the dying breed |
| Politics of hate you’d never get around to |
| Blood over brains that we never need |
| I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed |
| Fixed in the pose like a silent stone |
| Serenity intact, it’s the feeling that I lack |
| Life in the floors of a stable home |
| I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell |
| You’re a breath to the runner in contest |
| In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away |
| And I have to give it up someday |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me |
| Pretending in a love like this |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me |
| Don’t cover my footsteps |
| Dead weight all right, I know you’re no good for me |
| Dead weight all right, I know you’re no righteous leader |
| You’re dead weight all right, that’s fine |
| But get your hands off me |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
| Buy me to the wind, you talk me out of standstill |
| I never felt so alive at once |
| Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still |
| Pressed to the drain of the common months |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a miserable fuck |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a tireless bore |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m invisibly stuck all in myself |
| Yes I’m a vanity whore |
| Because it’s race and it’s power at the center of life |
| We are blind to the people who need us |
| But you’re the kind of person who could understand that fault |
| And I hope to measure you someday |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me |
| Pretending in a love like this |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me |
| Don’t cover my footsteps |
| Dead weight all right, I know you’re no good for me |
| Dead weight all right, I know you’re no righteous leader |
| Dead weight all right, that’s fine |
| But get your hands off me |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a miserable fuck |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a tireless bore |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m invisibly stuck all in myself |
| Yes I’m a vanity whore |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a miserable fuck |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a tireless bore |
| When you compromise yourself like that |
| It’s a dedication |
| So even on friendship |
| Dead weight all right, I know you’re no good for me |
| Dead weight all right, I know you’re no righteous leader |
| Dead weight all right, that’s fine, but get your hands off me |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |