Eloïse: Now He Wears White

Eighteen-year-old newcomer Eloïse releases her new single Now He Wears White, taken from the debut EP of the same name. Eloïse introduced herself at the end of 2016 with the tracks Studio 54 and Like The Way, giving a first insight into her unique sound. Still studying for her A Levels, Eloïse continue to defy her youth with incredible poetic and emotional maturity; and her soaring vocals recall the intensity of London Grammar’s Hannah Reid with the streetwise swagger of Lana Del Rey.

Eloïse: Now He Wears White

Eloïse’s extravagant style is a reflection of the world she’s living in. She transforms the mundane into something beautiful and tragic, while forever striving to evade the Instagram-filtered veil of pop culture and reveal something raw and honest. The new track takes a cynical view of the cliché ‘crime of passion’ ideology, a tongue-in-cheek criticism of so many fictional depictions of women in love and the results of which reduces them to irrational, blindly devoted players.

Eloïse: Now He Wears White

Eloïse: Now He Wears White Lyrics:
From you, From you, From you, From you

Someone once told him that he looks like Elvis
So now he wears white every night and thinks he’s Jesus
Not quite rhinestone but never a night alone
I hear he hits like hard shot caffeine

I don’t think you’re more than your cigarettes
I don’t think your more than your private jets
I don’t really think about this

I don’t think you’re more than your cigarettes
I don’t think you’re more than the rest
I don’t really think about this

Whiskey or whatever makes him think he’s got a message
I think I may be right when I say I might be king incarnate
Golden bodies, thats art to me
Meet me at the gallery

I don’t think you’re more than your cigarettes
I don’t think your more than your private jets
I don’t really think about this

I don’t think you’re more than your cigarettes
I don’t think you’re more than the rest
I don’t really think about this

And I know he has a nice car but I haven’t seen it go that far
And I know he doesn’t have a nice heart
Haven’t that matter after dark

So now he wears white every night and thinks he’s Jesus
I heard the girls scream

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