Hope You Are Well
by The Jilted Lovers Club
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Sick Tomorrow
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Army Of Daughters
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Will It Be Fine
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Debut EP!
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released 24 May 2011
All Songs By: Ashworth, Finlay, Leger and Strachan
All Songs By: Ashworth, Finlay, Leger and Strachan
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The members of The Jilted Lovers Club were brought together in 2010 by a mutual love of infectious tunes, a disdain for ... more heartbreak and a desire to immerse you in an unforgettable pop-rock experience. This is an open invitation to indulge in sing-along melodies and danceable beats, and experience a club show reminiscent of acts such as Blondie, The Ting Tings, and The Pretenders. less
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- Track Name: Sick Tomorrow
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I’m not the kind who would cry wolf
Never take advantage, never take that chance
But today I’ll be lil’ red ridin’ hood
I can tell my own kin from a vicious fake
If I pretend the threat is really real
It will persuade the thoughts I feel
Convince myself that it is right, right right
Got it all preplanned
Candle in my hand
I can burn both ends
Rules I can bend
I’ll call in sick tomorrow
Got it all preplanned
Candle in my hand
I can burn both ends
Rules I can bend
I’ll call in sick tomorrow
I’m not the kind to bare sharp teeth
Oh but my, what a big mouth I have
My hood brushes over my eyes
And it shadows lies
I am about to tell
So I’ll venture out into the forest
Bring my bad, ignore all the rest
Off to visit the good times
Have it all preplanned
Candle in my hand
I can burn both ends
Rules I can bend
I’ll call in sick tomorrow
Have it all preplanned
Candle in my hand
I can burn both ends
Rules I can bend
I’ll call in sick tomorrow
I bid farewell
To my social spell
I must make my way back home
Friends now gone
Night replaced by dawn
I must make my way back home
Strangers walk like me
Through thick spread streets
I must make my way back home
Rush like the wind
The flame in my hand dim
I must make my way back home
Key in the lock
And the world is blocked
From my room inside my home
Awake heavy from the chase
Folds patterning my face
I will lie to rest my bones
If I nurture selfish thoughts like these
It will appease my enemies
Convince myself it's right, right right
So alone I’ll choose my misadventure
No looking back, no hesitation
Off to visit the good times
Have it all preplanned
Candle in my hand
I can burn both ends
Rules I can bend
I’ll call in sick tomorrow
Have it all preplanned
Candle in my hand
I can burn both ends
Rules I can bend
I’ll call in sick tomorrow
