This right here is one of the first songs Nick and I came up with. Been told it sounds like Blur mixed with some Pixies? (Note: This track doesn't have Gary on it)
My hand, Your heart. Got to give it up to a work of abstract art. Thinking outside the box cause you’ve got nowhere to live. Interpretation runs so deep just like your personality. People are predictable in all the things they do, Before it's even done you know what their up to. I'm not saying don't trust a soul, you just never really know. Half the time it could of just been me? My hand, Your heart. Give you the time of day, go change the story. Even if we’ll never know the truth, We sure did try. Bottled up like rockets on the beach, ready to explode.
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