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World of Love
02:46
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There was a rockstar up north who was meant to save the trees
But he didn't turn up, a hangover I believe
And there’s a band playing real music whose shows are really great
But the amount of likes their Facebook page has doesn’t correlate
And nowadays there's nights where we'd rather stay at home
Watching a party we’re not at through our telephones
And there’s people who actually believe the mail online
And there’s twelve year old girls with faces more made up than mine
There's cages and zoos
There's waiting in queues
And everybody's in a rush to tell you what to do
All impatient and rude
Nostalgic and blue
Nobody wants to be here, nobody wants to be here
Are we gonna let it go down?
We’ve got the power to make peace
Fight with love for what you believe
In twenty years they're not gonna be around
And it’ll just be us in a world of love
I'm stuck in a cycle of fatigue
And they tell me all I need is a good nights sleep
Some old man said these are the best days of my life
So why am I spending them stuck in stuffy rooms?
Spent so much time observing, crazy how much I'm learning
I see attention shifting from the real to the fiction
And I wanna scream in stubborn ears
Live in the moment while you’re here
But nobody wants to be here, nobody wants to be here
Are we gonna let it go down?
We’ve got the power to make peace
Fight with love for what you believe
In twenty years they're not gonna be around
And it’ll just be us in a world of love
Are we gonna let it go down?
We’ve got the power to make peace
Fight with love for what you believe
In 20 years they're not gonna be around
And it’ll just be us in a world of love
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2. |
Bookshop Boy
03:38
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Today I had a peppermint tea in the cafe of a bookshop
And my eyes fell on a boy unlike any other
I laughed as he spoke even though he told no jokes
And oh my god I wish I put more effort in my makeup this morning
Bookshop boy, gimme your name, give me a smile, gimme your number
Bookshop boy gimme your hand, gimme your love, gimme an offer
I like your smile and you look like you read the kind of books that I enjoy
Him even noticing me I highly doubt
Oh bookshop boy come pick me up before I pass out
And oh my god I wish I put more effort in my makeup this morning
Bookshop boy, gimme your name, give me a smile, gimme your number
Bookshop boy gimme your hand, gimme your love, gimme an offer
I like your smile and you look like you read the kind of books that I enjoy
As the world gets smaller people's heads are getting bigger
But his feet look steady on the ground
I bet he reads the Sunday Times magazine
I bet he goes to all the coolest parties
I see us driving round in his car
I bet he’d treat me far far better
Serving people in a bookshop
Serving people in a bookshop
Serving people in a bookshop, making me collapse
Serving people in a bookshop, asking me out perhaps
Serving people in a bookshop
Serving people in a bookshop
Oh love me in a bookshop
Bookshop boy, gimme your name, gimme a smile, gimme your number
Bookshop boy gimme your hand, gimme your love, gimme an offer
Bookshop boy, gimme your name, gimme a smile, gimme your number
Bookshop boy gimme your hand, gimme your love, gimme everything you’ve got to offer
I like your smile and you look like you read the kind of books that I enjoy
And I’ve never enjoyed a bookshop boy before
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3. |
Friday Feeling
03:36
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I think you’ve had too may beers
Truth is I have so many fears
And I can't breathe when I’m in crowded rooms
So I drag you out breathe in cold air
Two cigarettes and one lighter
DJs never play my favourite tunes
I feel pain and I want rest
And I feel low with every breath
It's the weekend and I’ve got no
Friday feeling
Pain doesn’t plan on leaving
Stays with me morning, afternoon and evening
Friday night
I wanna feel alright
But I can't seem to connect
To the girl in the dress
In the mirror
In the middle of London I can't find my breath
Middle of the night it slows my step
Makes me out of time when I’m in the zone
On the happiest night it kills my vibe
A feeling I could never describe
With all my friends but i feel so alone
I feel pain with every drum beat
Fridays should taste so much more sweet
It's the weekend and I’ve got no
Friday feeling
Pain doesn’t plan on leaving
Stays with me morning, afternoon and evening
Friday night
I wanna feel alright
But I can't seem to connect
To the girl in the dress
In the mirror
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4. |
April Showers
03:19
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I still hope you’ll come and stay
I wish you were here babe
After all the things you never said
All the places we have been in my head
I don't wanna wallow but I’m not okay
Every time my mind’s bored it wanders back to that day
And I drive myself mad thinking bout these past two years
It's gone so fast and hurt so much, makes me feel sick, it's weird
April showers just got stronger
Missing you makes nights seem longer
In July it just gets hotter
I feel like I’m under water
You could never pick a side
I was always second best
Know I'm dumb to be surprised
That my team has lost again
April showers just got stronger
Missing you makes nights seem longer
In July it just gets hotter
I feel like I’m under water
I want your spirit to follow me home
There's so much about me I think you should know x3
And we carry on despite the pain
But things turn inside out within my brain
April showers just got stronger
Missing you makes nights seem longer
In July it just gets hotter
I feel like I’m underwater
April showers just got stronger
Missing you makes nights seem longer
In July it just gets hotter
I feel like I’m underwater
I still hope you’ll come and stay
I feel like I’m underwater
After all the things you never said
I feel like I’m underwater
And I was always second best
I feel like I’m underwater
Surprised to have lost again
I feel like I’m underwater
I still hope you’ll come and stay
I wish you were here babe
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5. |
One Minute With You
04:42
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Touch you once to know you’re real then I'll go back to sleep
Daily mistakes mean that I’ve grown afraid to take a breath in order to speak
You’ve no clue where I’ve been but nor do I if truth be told
I was off my face making mistakes touching strangers faces
But I'd take all those strange lips back
For just one minute with you
You’ve been busy but you still make time to send a message to me now and then
When I last saw you ignored me in order to flirt with an old friend
They'd warned me not to care too much
And I promised that I'd forget your touch but every thought of you is hallelujah
But I'd take all those strange lips back
For just one minute with you
I can't keep waiting for you to change
And I can't help the way I behave
You don’t know me, I don’t know you
But when you’re here for a minute you do
You don’t know me, I don’t know you
But when you’re here for a minute you do
You don’t know me and I can't know you
But when you're lying here for a minute I believe that you do
I'd take back all those strangers lips
Yeah we wouldn't even kiss
All my crazy days would be through
If I could have just one minute with you
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Genevieve Miles UK
✨ this is the time of the wild woman ✨
indie fusion
Birmingham
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