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IAMX
IAMX


Background information
Origin United Kingdom
Genre(s) Electronic
Indie
Years active 2004—present
Label(s) Fiction Records
Metropolis Records
Associated acts Robots in Disguise
Sneaker Pimps
Imogen Heap
Website Website



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IAMX Album


Kiss + Swallow (2004)
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IAMX

[No lyrics]

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Do you pay for your crimes?
Does the punishment fit or drag your style to zero?
You're nothing 'til the weekend
If you think that you're the thrill
Take a look at your life, you kneel before your heroes
You're nothing 'til the weekend

Could you care for the blind?
Tell me all in all, they're just your kind of zeros
Something for the weekend
If you think that you can spell
Make a list of the cunts you'd send to hell and send them
Send them on the weekend

Echo echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow
Echo echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow
Echo echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow
Echo echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow

Do you care for the blind?
Tell me all in all, they're just your kind of zeros
Something for the weekend
If you think that you can spell
Make a list of the cunts you'd send to hell and send them
Send them on the weekend

Echo echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow
Echo echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow
Echo echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow
Echo echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow

Are you listening?
No - in the narrowest sense
Are you listening?
I can hold you down by candlelight
With indifference
Let the comfort start
I love you on your right side
It happens
Promises broken
Reasons let go
It happens
Are you listening?

I know it's a sin but tell me it happens!
I know it's a sin but tell me it happens!

Echo, echo, echo, echo
Echo, echo, echo

Echo echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow
Echo echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow

. . .


In our cell, you ask me: "do I wanna be a sailor?"
In our cell, you ask me: "do I wanna be a sailor?"

I think dirt
A suicide jump to run a self check
Oh my girl
Do you only like the younger or the braindead?

Three way, freeway, take me like a sailor.
Three way, freeway, wanna be a sailor?

A-quick step, boy girl love me like you love her
A Knee-jerk, slow work, wanna be a sailor?

In our cell, you ask me: "do I wanna be a sailor?"
In our cell, you ask me: "do I wanna be a sailor?"

A child like a lipstick fight before the nose dive,
My princess, do you only like the easy and the snow blind?

Three way, freeway, take me like a sailor
Three way, freeway, wanna be a sailor?

A-quick step, boy girl love me like you love her
A knee-jerk, slow work, wanna be a sailor

Like a fever, I wanna be a sailor.
Like a fever, I wanna be the sailor.
Like a fever, I wanna be a sailor.
Like a fever, I wanna be the sailor.

Three way, freeway, take me like a sailor
Three way, freeway, wanna be a sailor?

A-quick step, boy girl love me like you love her
A knee-jerk, slow work, wanna be a sailor.

. . .


The least wishes are orders
Born raised and cornered
Was kept fed and watered
They tied me to the radiators

I was, kicked around and locked down
Left in the cold to self harm
This is all that I know
Naked but safe and lifelessly yours

The least wishes are orders
Born raised and cornered
Was kept fed and watered
They tied me to the radiators

I was, kicked around and locked down
Left in the cold to self harm
This is all that I know
Naked but safe and lifelessly yours

Keep me fed, keep me watered
Naked but safe
Keep me fed, keep me watered
Naked but safe
Keep me fed, keep me watered
Naked but safe
Keep me fed, keep me watered
Naked but safe

Naked but safe
Naked but safe
Naked but safe

Keep me fed, keep me watered
Keep me fed, keep me watered
Keep me fed, keep me watered
Keep me fed, keep me watered

. . .


The perfect taste that leaves your mouth
The vodka tongue that spits it out

Violate me, January victim
All my life I've wasted for this
Violate me, show me your religion
All my time I've waited

Simple girl, simple girl
I need you in the world, my simple girl

And so the kiss became the cold
After the crash and my cosmetic lows

You resurrect me, stand me to attention
Take my voices, learn to love them
You're the Christmas promising the Summer
All my life I've waited

Simple girl, simple girl
I need you in the world, my simple girl
Simple girl, my simple girl
My simple girl, my simple girl

My simple girl, my simple girl
I need you in the world
Want you in the world

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Mercy - when I melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me
Mercy - I'm frail in the kill by submission and will that you bring me
Mercy - when I'm nothing but ego you slap me to let go and sleep free
Now I sleep free...

You're my toybox, your my memories
When I smell your skin you just make my whole world weep
I'm at your feet, I'm at your feet

Mercy - when the grey turns to black and the wave's on my back, you make me smile
Mercy - is the trauma no martyr you crush into pleasure and downtown
Mercy - it's the shining of you that just breaks me in two like a lifeline - you're my lifeline

I'm the idiot to your poetry when you burn you bleach
Everything and all I need is at your feet, Is at your feet

Mercy - are the licks and the lips of temptation, just tricks, not for playing?
Mercy - are you the camera suck, gun slut to headphone fuck holes in my being
Mercy - are you everything which put the sex into bitch, just faking, do you fake it?

So I celebrate your chemistry
If you bond with me
I could make your whole world sweet
I'm on my knees

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(Said, your joy - your joy is my low)

He takes your face and positions it to take your mouth
You bite, you bite to excite yourself
He wants the colour of you to wear and feel alive
And you bite, and I'm awake and I'm the slave tonight

You lie, you lie to spare my life
You needed it, he tasted you inside out

[Chorus:]
So, your joy, your joy is my low
(So you want yourself to stop)
So, your joy, your joy is my low
(And when you can't,??)

You shift the play, push the curve to sit between your thighs
It's a sign, it's time to exercise the lines
You want the double cut through to wet, invade and slide
You slide and I'm awake and I'm the slave tonight

[Chorus] (x2)
Your joy is my low

(Want yourself to stop)

[Chorus] (x2)
Your joy is my low

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Your silver skin
That crawls in rhythm, sweats like spring
Returns me to the deathwish

And all my epiphonies
That branded me and broke my knees
Confirms me into the deathwish

Misfits for free
A gravity pure expression tears and
Pulls them into the deathwish

And all our accessories
That concentrate the pain and tease
Embrace them, with the deathwish

Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
I like pretending

Are we machines
Obsolete, alone
With symbiotic self indulgence
And if we dig deep
The circuitry burnt out, bends
Into neurotic repetition

But your silver skin soothes my aching curses
And reminds me
That you're worth it

The whole world's insanities
The bleeding hearts and tragedies
Won't distract me from the deathwish

Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
I like pretending

Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
'Cos I like pretending

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You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
And then you touched me
Life question.

You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
And then you touched me
Life question.

You touch me.
My voice breaks.
I'm crawling in the grass.
I fake rape.

I love you
You sex clown.
I try to fill the hole
Where you clamp down.

I have blood, so hurt me.
I have blood, so hurt me.
I have blood, so hurt me.
I have blood, so hurt me.

You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
And then you touched me
Life question.

You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
And then you touched me
Life question.

You touch me.
My voice breaks.
I'm crawling in the grass.
I fake rape.

I love you
You sex clown.
I try to fill the hole
Where you clamp down.

I have blood, so hurt me.
I have blood, so hurt me-e-e-e.
I have blood, so hurt me.
I have blood, so hurt me.

You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
And then you touched me
Life question.

You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
You stick it in me, then go to her.
And then you touched me
Life question.
Life question.
Life question.

. . .


I'll kill myself today
If you choose devotion over a low life
I'll kill myself today
If you put direction into a world with no daylight

Violent roleplay
Codeine champagne
The brainwash came free
Love you, leave me

Skin vision
Oh, and your leatherette eyes
You make me cum
There's glitter in the gutter
And silence what we come from

Skin vision
Oh, and your leatherette eyes
You make me cum
There's glitter in the gutter
And silence what we come from

I'll kill myself today
If you pull the punches and the sex drive
I'll kill myself and name
Make the cut to castrate and send me to the frontline

Berlin, Tokyo
Bloodlust, tight rope
Ghost of, parties
Need you, hate me

Skin vision
Oh, and your leatherette eyes
You make me cum
There's glitter in the gutter
And silence what we come from

I know who you are
I know who you are
We can keep a secret
I know where you come from

I know who you are
I know who you are
We can keep a secret
I know where you come from

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So you came like a missile
Falling on my head with the black sky
Think you're giving but you're taking my life away

Then you came with your breeze blocks
Smashing up my face like a bus stop
Think you're giving but you're taking my life away

Like the drunk you convinced was sober
You keep me falling over (In the daylight)
Think you're giving but you're taking my life away

With the best of intentions
You tried to give an ocean directions
Think you're giving but you're taking my life away

So you came like a missile
Leaving me the whole world in exile
Think you're giving but you're taking my life away

Like the drunk you convinced was sober
You keep me falling over (In the daylight)
Think you're giving but you're taking my life away (x2)

. . .


You might keep me alive
But I could let you down anytime that I like
Shoot down your absolute form in the primitive
I can't see the point in the sense you were born with

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease [2x]

Break my neck or my fall
And burn all the bridges and breach every wall
The sweetest of touches, the violent caress
The time of your life for the marks that you left on me

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White Suburb Impressionism [2x]

Never argue with these idiots
They drag you down to their level and beat you with ignorance
Am I through? I haven't even started
I can't see the point in the sense you were born with

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White Suburb Impressionism [2x]

Call me when the whole regression's complete
I'll take you on a piece at a time [3x]
And I'll take you on

. . .


She moves the street way
A hitched up skirt, a symptom of the heatwave.
She lets go lowgrade
We can stay closed 'til 4am the next day

If it's for 5 years
I get a fantasy breeding babies in my nightmares
- My nightmares
If she goes the street way
I get a peepshow free and a pressure drop to get laid

If you're asking, well
I've just started on my breakdown
If you need to know
I've just started on my breakdown

She moves the street way,
A pretty sweet blonde, an illusion of the heatwave
I see her legs and shoulders
And picture myself as a missionary soldier

She kicks my mouth shut,
Make me go down, take a pleasure pill, just throw up
- Goin' down, down, down
She moves the street way,
Anything goes to release me from the heatwave
- Release me from the heatwave

If you're asking, well
I've just started on my breakdown
If you need to know
I've just started on my breakdown

- Release me from the heatwave
- From the heatwave
- A pretty sweet blonde, an illusion of the heatwave

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