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Burn The Pink Shell

by MANE

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supersonic-symbiotic I saw MANE perform Doe at the Ivy Room last year and it was seared in my memory as a brilliant piece of music. Hearing it again now confirms it. This song speaks to me in so many ways, on so many levels. Favorite track: Doe.
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1.
Doe 06:31
Sometimes I feel just like a doe running through the forest hiding from the gun I don’t know why My antidepressants leave something untied And I don’t know how We're a birth of a product, watch us fall from the shelves And Sheila says it’s time, to say We’ve been too nice, too nice, too nice, too long Respect the space, regardless of gender Put your knees front line and center Always an unwanted eye on the prize When I look up, there's nothing inside But either way, I can’t get away No you don’t know What it’s like To be hunted You’re damned if you do, you’re damned if you don’t Patriarchy has its hands on my throat I’m tired of thinking about what I should hide I was never asking for it, but they’ll tell you I lied Respect the space, regardless of gende Put your knees front line and center Always an unwanted eye on the prize When I look up, there’s nothing inside But either way, I can’t get away No you don’t know What it’s like To be hunted We’ve been hunted Our whole lives Cold bitch Eyes on the killswitch No you don't know What it’s like Don't you wanna know Why i'm such a Cold bitch? Sometimes I feel just like a doe running through the forest hiding from the gun x3 Running from the gun, running from the gun running Running from the gun
2.
Danger 06:09
hell hole dark event horizon heart slow i'm thinking about my savior hell hole oh, you suck me down so slow i feel it in my face like i feel my comfort slip away oh, i know the secret's all locked up in a box for me i feel the danger despite suicidal despite forever feeling too content to do so unfulfilled attention quota degrading, but simple my own hidden agenda oh, i know the secret's all locked up in a box for me i feel the danger oh, when you destroy yourself and put a figurine in place there's danger i'm the proxy for your evil i'm fading i'm cracking under pressure ripped an infinite tear, but my cocoon of self-destruction won't let the light in oh, i know the secret's all locked up in a box for me i feel the danger oh, when you destroy yourself and put a figurine in place there's danger danger devours til it sees right through me if i give in, i always hate what i see
3.
Burn 07:45
Burn, burn Drag your thorn through my cloistered hair I’ll be nothing till I’m stripped bare Drag your thorn through my cloistered hair I’ll be nothing till I’m stripped bare Emerald eyes burn, let the emerald eyes burn Let the emerald eyes burn the pink shell Let the emerald eyes burn the pink shell Leather hits the hide, but he never screams my name Leather hits the hide but he never screams my name Drag your thorn through my cloistered hair I’ll be nothing till I’m stripped bare Emerald eyes burn, let the emerald eyes burn Let the emerald eyes burn the pink shell Let the emerald eyes burn the pink shell Stains on the sheets as he’s lazily draped over it like plaster As he opens up his eyes Green lights say yes, yes, yes Leather hits the hide, but he never screams my name Leather hits the hide, but he never screams my name He never screams my name Trash taken like ecstasy, landfill that’s inside of me Trash taken like ecstasy, landfill that’s inside of me ... The statue waits in lust, as she slowly tries to extract the thorn on loop The need of discipline, scratch the bow on the resin Don’t you know I want to Don’t you know I want to burn? Burn, burn, burn ... Drag your thorn through my cloistered hair I’ll be nothing till I’m stripped bare Emerald eyes burn, let the emerald eyes burn Let the emerald eyes burn the pink shell Let the emerald eyes burn the pink shell Stains on the sheets as he’s lazily draped over it like plaster As he opens up his eyes Green lights say yes, yes, yes Leather hits the hide, but he never screams my name Leather hits the hide, but he never screams my name He never screams my name Trash taken like ecstasy, landfill that’s inside of me Trash taken like ecstasy, landfill that’s inside of me ... The statue waits in lust, as she slowly tries to extract the thorn on loop The need of discipline, scratch the bow on the resin Don’t you know I want to Don’t you know I want to burn? The statue waits in lust, as she slowly tries to extract the thorn on loop The need of discipline, scratch the bow on the resin Don’t you know, don’t you know Don’t you know I want to burn? You can wait all day, you can wait all day Burn, burn As she waits in lust, As I wait in lust Let it encompass us As she waits in lust As she waits in lust Don’t let the statue turn to dust Don’t you know I want to, don’t you know I want to burn Burn

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released April 23, 2020

All songs written and produced by Mane

Mane is: Chelsea Woodard, Madeline Allard, Ciaran Duffy

Recorded in Los Angeles by Phillip Haut, 2018
Mixed at Different Fur Studios by Sean Paulson, 2019
Mastered by Andrew Oswald, 2020
Album Artwork by Tatiana Kartomten

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