The Rise

The Rise Lyrics

Song The Rise
Artist Acoustic Ladyland
Album Skinny Grin
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Tipping on her westward hills
Falling hailed the snowhite surface
With a face the spotlight steals
Tailored lightweight cost-cut culture
And with hardline silhouette
She's, freshly-painted sugar sculpture
Weekend trips and leatherette
And she's a mischief maker
A photo-taker
A vintage faker
She's a performance drinker
A one-way thinker
An on-the-brinker
It's a recurring gesture
A secret test
You think you second-guessed her
But it's erotic trespass
A fighting first-class
A lick of cut glass
Now is sat in lace and leather
A counterfeit that's cut the same
Looks, like a dream in spray-on knitwear
And shows indifference to the fame
She's a close-up anti-portrait
An image from a magazine
With a static photo heartbreak
A point of view that can't be seen
And she's a mischief maker
A photo-taker
A vintage faker
She's a performance drinker
A one-way thinker
An on-the-brinker
It's a recurring gesture
A secret test
You think you second-guessed her
But it's erotic trespass
A fighting first-class
A lick of cut glass
Cos she's a mischief maker
A photo-taker
A vintage faker
She's a performance drinker
A one-way thinker
An on-the-brinker
It's a recurring gesture
A secret test
You think you second-guessed her
But it's erotic trespass
A fighting first-class
A lick of cut glass
The Rise Lyrics
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