Violent Boys

by NANCY

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Violent Boys is the second EP by DIY Louisiana based electronic-noise band NANCY. This EP is an exploration into glitch, self-sampling, gibberish, and chop-n-skrew, under the guise of Noise-Dance-Pop. Introducing NANCY's 2nd and most recent member, Brendan Faulk. Try and enjoy.

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released August 14, 2012

Music by John Ramage Adams, Brendan Faulk, and Travis Leeper. Recorded and produced by John R. Adams on his laptop.

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Track Name: Violent Boys
“VIOLENT BOYS”
By John R. Adams

A love that hides
Within a perfect visage, I
Cannot reveal the thrill inside

For love defined
begins and ends with never mind
A sudden spark, then suicide

Cause when I lay
Your perfect head upon my face
There’s no such thing you can betray

You're in my mind
But over time it's homicide
That eats your heart, and makes you die

Violent Boys

Your hair in eyes
And flowing fields of opiates
A golden hide in which to hide

And throat of gold
The body tight that pulls you close
A heart that grows
and then explodes

The symmetry
Of greek statuary, he
Will make you ache to re-arrange

The muscle tone
A symphony or flowing stone
That Bash your face and
makes you strange

Violent Boys
Track Name: Violent Boys (Acoustic Demo) Bonus
“VIOLENT BOYS”
By John R. Adams

A love that hides
Within a perfect visage, I
Cannot reveal the thrill inside

For love defined
begins and ends with never mind
A sudden spark, then suicide

Cause when I lay
Your perfect head upon my face
There’s no such thing you can betray

You're in my mind
But over time it's homicide
That eats your heart, and makes you die

Violent Boys

Your hair in eyes
And flowing fields of opiates
A golden hide in which to hide

And throat of gold
The body tight that pulls you close
A heart that grows
and then explodes

The symmetry
Of greek statuary, he
Will make you ache to re-arrange

The muscle tone
A symphony or flowing stone
That Bash your face and
makes you strange

Violent Boys