Glamorous indie rock and roll
Switches station to become R&B favourites
And in part I'm forgetting the wombats
And fall out boy
And the 1975
So I can close my eyes
Against the city skyline
Because I see your frame
In every flashing light
I believe in unfamiliar words.
I let the beat convince me-
It is not jarring to be alone.
But I'm missing the beauty of lyrics
Did I abandon the meaning
For the sound?
Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 10:47 AM UTC
Glamorous indie rock and roll
Switches station to become R&B favourites
And in part I'm forgetting the wombats
And fall out boy
And the 1975
So I can close my eyes
Against the city skyline
Because I see your frame
In every flashing light
I believe in unfamiliar words.
I let the beat convince me-
It is not jarring to be alone.
But I'm missing the beauty of lyrics
Did I abandon the meaning
For the sound?
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