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Voxtrot is an indie pop rock band from Austin, Texas, USA. The quintet is fronted by Ramesh Srivastava and also includes Jason Chronis, Mitchell Wayne Calvert, Matt Simon, and Jared Van Fleet. Their first EP, a self-made CD-R, was produced in 2003 and sold at a few independent record stores in Austin. Wikipedia

Voxtrot - Kid Gloves

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Listen to the sounds of ringing out around you These are the cries of the dying beat Politics of hate you'd never get around to Blood over brains that we never need I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed Fixed in the post like a silent stone Serenity in tact, it's the feeling that I lack Life in the floors of a stable home		I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell You're what breath to a runner in contest In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away And I have to give it up someday
Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me Pretending in a love like this I have no choice but to put you in back of me Don't cover my footsteps Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader You're dead weight all right, that's fine, you get your hands off me You have to touch me with kid gloves You have to touch me with kid gloves		By me to the wind, you talk me out of standstill I never felt so alive at once Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still Pressed to the drain of the common months
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable fuck Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless boy Cheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself You sound of vanity whore		Beause it's race and it's power at the center of life We abide to the people who need us But you're the kind of person who could understand that fault And I hope to measure you someday
Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me Pretending in a love like this I have no choice but to put you in back of me Don't cover my footsteps Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader Dead weight all right, that's fine, you get your hands off me You have to touch me with kid gloves You have to touch me with kid gloves		Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable fuck Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless boy Cheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself You sound of vanity whore
When you compromise yourself like that It's dead occasion So even on friendship (?)		Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader Dead weight all right, that's fine, you get your hands off me You have to touch me with kid gloves You have to touch me with kid gloves