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Description

Electronic indie pop, Medium tempo, emotional, love song, retro, 1980s, 80's, light, warm, young, youthful, poppy, Male vocals, synth, beats, percussion

Lyrics

Laying low sleeping tigers.
It’s not time for you to fight yet.
See the rainfall better reason.
And your little hands will have the season.

You get one chance to build a house of cards.
And the freeing lands will never be apart.
No bad dreams when all her teeth fall out.
And so it seems that now.

My love, she’s something I don’t get.
My love, she held on with both hands.

What I loved about you I found in someone new.
My therapist thinks that isn’t safe to do.
But I don’t listen, just pretend that I agree.

Inside a concrete box you come in all dim and,
Retribution’s not a needed and they put.
Monsters in boxes cause they don’t understand.
Cause they don’t know.

My love, she’s something I don’t get.
My love, she held on with both hands.
My love, I think I’ll kill again.
My love, I don’t think they fixed this.

I know that soon it’s gonna come for me.
Some call it death I call it company.
And they talk about it like it’s no big thing.
Fuck it’s supposed to be sad I’m supposed to be leaving.
Supposed to be sad I’m supposed to be leaving.

What I loved about you I found in someone new.
What I loved about you.

My love, she’s something I don’t get.
My love, she held on with both hands.
My love, I think I’ll kill again.
My love, I don’t think they fixed this.

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