Some white boys
Fake noise
Pull faces
From a box of toys

Not my girl
Cut pearl
And every pin-curl poised

Sets herself
In fine ice shelf
A clutch of wishes grown
Round her throne

Come my Clem
Lips licked
Wound stems
The whispers rip and rend

Pluck of pink
Ribbed red as ink
Another heart to spend

Twined those two
Like black and blue
The kisses kept in bruise

Let me lose

Don't say no
Say it isn't so, I know
Never gonna let go
With this tether in tow

The center holds
Then unfolds
Like love is strange
Strangely lost in love

Lyrics submitted by PaperStreet

Clem song meanings
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