Bletchley Park from Dora Maar by Dora Maar

Life on a rebound
Well I never thought this was possible
And love on the recount
- Could the mathematics be redactable?
Who knew I’d grow up and be
Someone that messed up as much as me?


Well what you should do
Is what you should never do
It’s what I’ll always do
Again
And again
There’s never a lesson I’ll learn

Well no one ever taught me
That my life could ever really be this way
I thought you got a job went to the church and then
The hospital the next day
And then repeat 1.4 times
Before those kids spend you into your grave

(Chorus)

I bet you’re with him right now
And that’s only right but I guess that somehow
I wish that I could make it wrong
Maybe this time he’ll get it right
Yes, finally tonight but you know
I’d get you there all along
Again
And again
And again
And again

These coded missives
Render my bedroom Bletchley but I’m an idiot
Attempting a decryption
Of a message, but I’m sure I’ve invented it
I want you to say that you want me
And for it all to end tragically

(Chorus)

• Alternative
• Scottish
• art pop
• artrock
• indiepop
• post-punk
• Edinburgh