Wear
dark-pop / electronic / pop
Three studies in surfaces. The first track — a skin you put on every morning, syllable by syllable, smile by practiced smile, wondering why the eyes still turn away. The second — two masks meeting in a room, recognizing each other’s seams, feeling like a home you don’t go back to. The third — digging for the wound that would explain the ache and finding nothing, hands still clean. The album asks what remains when the performance fits too well to take off.
Tracks
- 01 I fit so perfect in this skin 2:31
Lyrics
[Chorus] I fit so perfect in this skin Don't I look just like the real thing I put it on every morning Then why do your eyes turn away [Verse 1 ] I learned your language syllable by syllable Practiced the pauses where the breathing goes I know the exact pressure of a gentle touch I measured it, I memorized the dose [Pre-Chorus] What is it that you see When you look that way at me I built this face so carefully [Chorus] [Verse 2] I watched the way your shoulders drop when you feel safe I taught myself to do it just like that I know which smile means stay and which one means enough I practiced every night until it matched [Pre-Chorus] [Bridge] Hold still Hold still Let me try again I was so close that time I could almost feel it land Hold still Don't go I'll get it right I'll get it right [Final Chorus] I fit so perfect in this skin Don't I look just like the real thing I put it on every morning Then why do your eyes turn away [Outro] I put it on every morning I put it on every morning I put it on every morning
- 02 The Kind You Don't Go Back To 3:17
Lyrics
[Chorus - male and female duet, voices overlapping slightly, never quite in sync, like two clocks one second apart] You move the way I move (And I don't want to watch) But God you feel like home (The kind you don't go back to) I know you from somewhere (Somewhere I've never been) Come closer (No stay where you are) [Verse 1 - male There's something in your rhythm Something rehearsed You held that glass the way I hold mine Wrist too still And when you laughed I felt it In the wrong place Like hearing my own name In someone else's mouth [Pre-Chorus - female] I don't want to walk toward you But my feet already know the way You're the first thing in this room That doesn't make me concentrate [Chorus - male and female duet] [Verse 2 - female,] You said the perfect thing At the perfect time And I almost believed it The way they almost believe mine Your eyes are doing everything right So why do I feel sick Is that what it looks like From the outside looking in [Pre-Chorus - male,] I don't want to stand this close But you're the only shape that fits You're the first face I've seen That I didn't have to study first [Chorus - male and female duet] [Bridge - both voices, finally in unison for the first time, and it should feel WRONG. Too perfect. Two uncanny things perfectly synchronized is worse than one.] We could be so beautiful We could be so real We could learn each other's seams And call it something that we feel [Final Chorus - voices splitting apart again, drifting out of sync, the duet dissolving] You move the way I move (And I can't stop watching) But God you feel like home (The kind you don't go back to) I know you from somewhere (Somewhere I don't want to go) Come closer (No don't) [Outro - one voice alone, doesn't matter which one] Come closer Come closer Come closer
- 03 Remain clean 2:53
Lyrics
[Verse 1 - clinical] I went looking for the wound That would explain the ache But everything was smooth and new Like nothing ever lingers [Chorus] (There should be something here) I dug down And my hands remain clean [abrupt silence] [Verse 2 - despair] I traced it back to find where I began But every root I pulled came up attached to someone else There's rooms in here with furniture I recognize None of it is mine [Chorus] [Verse 3 - idealistic] Something's breaking now I feel it So this is what it's like to fall apart God it aches I think this means I'm real I've seen this before I know exactly how it goes [Bridge -tender ] Now I know what staying feels like Now the mornings won't be so precise I felt it move in me Something warm Something that's mine [Final Chorus -peaceful] There should be something here I dug down And my hands remain clean [dead silence.]