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Track: Portrait of a Dead Girl
Artist: The Last Dinner Party
Album: Prelude to Ecstasy

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Name: The Last Dinner Party
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British indie rock band from London, founded in 2021. Formed as "The Dinner Party" in London whilst studying at University Gained cult popularity during a year (2021 - 2022) of playing London's independent gig venues, attracting Management and PR deals and a recording deal with Island Records Began recording at [l=The Church, London] Studios in Crouch Hill, with [a=James Ford] Early in 2023, announced a change of name to "The Last Dinner Party", to avoid confusion with Terrace Martin, Kamasi Washington, Robert Glasper and 9th Wonder's [a=Dinner Party (2)] project. Abigail Morris - Vocals Emily Roberts - Lead guitar / Flute Lizzie Mayland - Guitar Georgia Davies - Bass Aurora Nishevci - Keyboards / Piano / Keytar With no permanent drummer, [a=Casper Miles], Isis Dunthorne and [a=Rebekah Rayner] have been among their live drummers.

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Release: The Last Dinner Party - Prelude To Ecstasy
Year: 2024
Genres: Rock, Pop
Styles: Alt-Pop, Indie Rock

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LYRICS

When you laid like a wolf
With your head on my lap
I felt like one of those portraits
Of women protected by a beast on a chain
They look so safe
A guard dog there just for her
If only she know that with one wrong move
He'll turn around and tear off her hands

And I wish you had given me the courtesy
Of ripping out my throat
And I wish that I let you have the dignity
Of letting me go

I break apart without your arms
The smell of soap and petrol smarts
Let me feed you to my friends
Over and over again

Let my last words be our last dance
I'd die for you no questions asked
If anyone could kill me
It probably would be you

He's got letters on his fist
R-I-D-E
A triumph on his hips
He looks like one of those film stars
With a blow-up doll and a BB gun

And I wish you had given me the courtesy
Of staying one more night
And I wish that I had the guts
The dignity
To put up a fight

I break apart without your arms
The smell of soap and petrol smarts
Let me feed you to my friends
Over and over again

Let my last words be our last dance
I'd die for you no questions asked
If anyone could kill me
It probably would be you

Don't have the strength to pin me down
The time I wasted in your mouth
Waves that crash against your chest
Over and over again

I kissed your eyes
And framed your teeth
As you crawl back into the sea
Oh, anyone could kill me
And I'd never ever let it be you