"Crossed swords on a right-winged avenue
Along with backlash and co.
Check my sundial, are we ready to go?

Concrete evidential reasoning
Writes off hearts on its own
Keep my ears pinned-back to decipher the gold

And if you saw it
Would you believe it?
Inebriated
Time to walk us home

Make way for an expedition
Played a lady in red
A convincing illusion about the ego was underfed

Caught blind by my own ambition
It's too easy to lose
You choose
Coaxed into an offer of false magnitude

And if you saw it
Would you believe it?
You're septicimic
One night love"

'Gypsy' is the first single from El Toreador. Recorded and engineered by Fred Bailey and Ben Lum Kin, with help from Dan Smith, Jack Shuter and El Toreador. Mixed and mastered by Joe Seal

Gypsy

Razor tongue (razor tongue) keep it short keep it dry
Whipped into a colossal duel with aerial desires
You forget to check your tyres?

Roll your eyes and cover up

The Danger Zone (Danger Zone) a predictable saloon
Where the sirens allure comes creeping evermore
I'm trapped between the crosshairs from the other side of the room

Roll your eyes and cover up
Conceal what you love so much
Defected from a humans touch
Close your thighs

Take your turn, caress the loss. It’s funny how they forget the stops
The stops, the stops, the stops 

Caress the loss, slipped the mind, the mind, the swelling starts to stop
Slipped the mind, the mind, the mind, caress my loss
Slipped the mind, the mind, the swelling starts to stop


El Toreador

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