The Happiest Pretenders - Clare Maguire

He licks the paper turns the page

He writes the spoken word again

Releases pools of untrapped blood

To camouflage what’s understood

Wrapped up in a golden throne

He undresses overloads

Walks quietly to a distant place

Honest lies in washed out grace

Oh oh oh indicate we’re locked in

Oh oh oh with the kings and queens

We are the happiest pretenders

And we are the happiest pretenders.

Dressed down towards the Tyne

He chases evening’s wonder whys

Then misses hours time again

Sweeps him underneath its wings

Oh oh oh indicate we’re locked in

Oh oh oh with the kings and queens

We are the happiest pretenders

And we are the happiest pretenders

And if they try to catch us out

We’ll chase them down

We’re gonna chase them down

Cause we are the happiest pretenders

He wipes the crystal from his eyes

He hits the lights and leaves them dry

Undoes tomorrows unknown will

Let’s it slide

Tastes the thrill

Cause we are the happiest pretenders

And we are the happiest pretenders

And if they try to catch us out

We’ll chase them down

We’re gonna chase them down

Cause we are the happiest pretenders

He wipes the crystal from his eyes

He hits the lights and leaves them dry

Undoes tomorrows unknown will

Let’s it slide

Tastes the thrill