"It’s scary to watch someone you love go into the centre of himself and confront his fears...
Fear of failure, fear of death, fear of going insane
You have to fail a little, die a little, go insane a little to come out the other side."

Break my heart slowly
Dora Maar said to me
She came to me in a dream
Reaching out for luck with fear

She said:
"Hold on, hold on, hold on to your gun"

It was cold, the night was black
You could feel her freezing hands
Exiting a life of chance
Painted dead a million times

She said:
"Hold on, hold on, hold on to your gun"

If your life has changed
If it makes no sense
You can carry on
If you still belong
If your life has changed
If it makes no sense
You can carry on
If you still belong

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon

Break my heart slowly
Break my heart slowly

So c’mon now, c’mon now
So c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
So c’mon now, c’mon now
So c’mon, c’mon, c’mon

About the sing:

"The relationship between artist and model / love triangles / being overwhelmed by ego and vanity / unconditional devotion turns to doomed failure. Glorious, fuzzy, super rock."  -Nick Wire

http://www.nickyssecretsociety.com/ss/