About this Song:

Moira: Another possible short story transformed into song lyrics about a battered wife waiting for the next bout of senseless violence from her husband.

Siobhan: I wanted to make the slow drums and bassline pushing like the hits from the man Moira sings about. What a story!

Lyrics:

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Verse
She never knows if she’s coming or going
If in daylight the bruises will be showing
She needs to get the lay of the land
Or risk the feel of the back of his hand
Broken jaw and broken nose
Surrender and fear are the way it goes

Chorus
Is the man lying low, is the beast on the rise?
Will she see the beast looking out, behind his eyes?

Verse
She tiptoes around him, keeps her mouth shut
He’ll use any excuse to call her a slut
Every minute, every hour, she expects the next blow
No one’s ever wanted her, there’s no place to go
That’s why he chose her, she must be to blame
Because right from the start, her daddy was the same

Chorus
Is the man lying low, is the beast on the rise?
Will she see the beast looking out, behind his eyes?

Bridge
She’s a mealy-mouthed victim
A trembling rabbit in a cage
There’s no rhyme or reason
To what goads him to a rage
She has a little mirror
It’s in a secret place
She used to be so pretty
Now she can’t recognise her face

(The beast is looking out from behind his eyes)

Chorus
Is the man lying low, is the beast on the rise?
Will the beast be looking out at her
Looking out
Looking out
Looking out at her
From behind his eyes?

Credentials:

59 BPM

Lyrics: Moira Waugh
Composition: Moira Waugh, Siobhan Dakay
Arrangement: Siobhan Dakay
Mix: Marcel Filler, Siobhan Dakay
Mastering: Christoph Stickel

Genre: Pop, Ballad