by The Narrows

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released August 24, 2015

All songs written and performed by The Narrows.

All lyrics by Phil Drinkwater.

Mixed and produced by Adam Hynes.

Artwork by Tom Langfield (tomlangfield.co.uk).

Dave Battle- Lead Guitar, Synths, Backing Vocals.
Phil Drinkwater- Lead Vocals, Synths.
Adam Hynes- Guitars, Synths, Backing Vocals, Programming.



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The Narrows Manchester, UK

We are The Narrows. We make dark futuristic electro guilt pop. We do it with drumloops, synths and loud guitars. This year we have played T in The Park, FOM Fest and Eurocultured. We've headlined the O2 Academy2 in London and The Ruby Lounge in Manchester. We have supported PVT, S.C.U.M and Gallops. Our music has been played on BBC 6Music and supported by Zane Lowe and Tom Robinson. ... more

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Track Name: Numb
I was coming.
I was coming into you.
My heart was black. My body was blue.

I was coming down to where you cut yourself.
Your veins spilled red.

Your body was blue.

I didn’t know.
I didn’t know that your heart was broken and that it’s a truth unspoken that night that I didn’t mean to hurt you.

But I’m broken too.

I’m numb.
I got no love for you.

I will eat you from inside and fade into the night.

I will need to fuck you and then never say goodbye.

My heart is dry.

I’m numb.
I got no love for you.
Track Name: Saviour
I have sweat the blood of Jesus Christ.
I am a hypocrite and when it’s night I keep the Young Guns firmly in my sight.
Give me all your money and I’ll show you to the light.

I’m a sinner.
Will you sin for me?
Get off on my respectability?
I’m a lock.
Your body is the key.
Get on your knees.
You’re blind.
I’ll make you see.

I’ll pay your rent.
Your mouth is heaven sent.
This is decadent.
I’ll give you up for Lent.

It’s a miracle.
He loves us so.

I had a vision where you opened up.
I made you drink from the Devil’s cup.
You threw yourself to the ground a begged.

“I’ll degrade myself if you will save my soul again!”
Track Name: Erika
I filled her pockets with glass.
Her young skin cuts easy.
No one will ever ask.
No one will ever ask.
No one will suspect me.

I wrote him a letter purging my repression.
He didn’t understand.
Now, does he understand?
Is that why he attacked me?

I want him to punch me.
I want him to love me.
I want him to punch me because he loves me.

Tonight, I’ll hurt myself, because all you’ve done to me is numb the nerves I never had and so I pierce the shell of me.
Track Name: Asocial
You’ve had this idea for years and years and years.
Now it’s time.

We here are dumb and blind.
We’re all of unsound mind.
We are young.

We are life unworthy of life.

I am innocent of everything except imperfection.

Your grasp of eugenics entirely benefits your cause.

Darwinism is not the right to just play God.

You are wrong.

I am innocent of everything except imperfection.

I am the last one left.

I await my death.

I will not live again.

I am Richard Jenne.
Track Name: And Then We Were Overwhelmed By Your Beautiful Propaganda
You coerced all the Suffragettes.
You gave them stockings and then cigarettes.
Then you took off in your private jet.
Boy, you turn me on.

America is your microcosm.
You sit in Chevrolets and orgasm.
Your techniques are hard to fathom.
Boy, you turn me on.

You’ve taken Freudian concepts.
Used them to flog toy gun and train sets.
Used them to make me feel like I want sex.
Boy, you turn me on.

Exploit my irrational desire.
Penetrate me and then light a fire.
Run away with everything you require.
Boy, you turn me on.

Manipulate me!
Manipulate me!
Love and hate me!
Fuck and break me!

You’re engineering consent.

There is a policeman.
He lives inside me.

There is a policeman.
He lives inside me.

And there ain’t nothing you can do now.

He got to go.