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Glass Animals

Glass Animals are an English indie rock band from Oxford consisting of members Dave Bayley (lead vocals, guitar), Drew MacFarlane (guitar, keys, backing vocals), Edmund Irwin-Singer (bass, keys, backing vocals), and Joe Seaward (drums). The group released their debut album Zaba in June 2014 as the first release on producer Paul Epworth's label Wolf Tone, and their second album How to Be a Human Being on 26 August 2016, which received a nomination for the 2017 Mercury Prize,. The band has toured internationally, including at major festivals. more »

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So I’ve been gazing at the stars for a minute
I never could connect the constellations
But I really liked the way
They all kinda shimmer
City light, pollution’s said to be the fall
Now I'm waiting
In black coals, strips base walls and
The Matrix leaves me an
Enigma, food for thought, i’m the top chef
I did the box, lost profit
Speak to the cosmos before thoughts process

Right my little pooh bear
Wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip the smooth air
Kick it in the sand?
I’ll say I told you so but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

Pray, pray, I can’t, I can’t pray
Pray, pray, peanut butter, I can't pray

(Preach) meaning’s my end language, state
Super beings sign treaties of
The lands and space
See the sharks in the distance
Watch me swim in their direction
Archbishop of the new world
Curled in the mess
Found pearls in the wreckage, pawned 'em
Spawned a thousand ships to arm the armada
Garments, hard posture, slate
Onyx and jade weapons in cold breast plate
Blessed with the crest made of thin gold

Alright, come close
Let me show you everything I know
A jungle slang
Spinning round my head and I stare

My my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can’t take this place
No I can’t take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space

Pray, pray, I can’t, I can’t pray
Pray, pray, peanut butter, I can't pray

My my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can’t take this place
No I can’t take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space

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