1. |
Mind
03:35
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When i first looked in your eyes,
I didn't know what to say
Felt strangely familiar in an unfamiliar place
Hate the way you captivate me,
Crazy but sane
Might as well be
In the eye of a hurricane
'Cause the city never sleeps
And i'm lying incomplete
Trying to fix my whole life
Feels like i'm dancing on my own
Oh I just can't move on
Not without you
Not without you
Whatever we're my reasons
for getting on the train
I feel like I forgot 'em
And i'm starting to feel the pain
I knew that it wouldn't happen
No I didn't stand a chance
If I could have for every dream a dime
'Cause sometimes
My mind
Messes up
My mind
Messes up
My heart
'Cause the city never sleeps
And i'm lying incomplete
Trying to fix my whole life
Feels like i'm dancing on my own
Oh I just can't move on
Not without you
Not without you
'Cause sometimes
My mind
Messes up
My mind
Messes up
My heart
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2. |
Us Under The Sky
06:32
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Every night, when you look up at the stars
You realize that they’ve gone so far, lived so far away from your face
When you feel the warm gazing waves
Of the air traveling through your veins
You realize that that air has come so far to be right next to your lips
Then you gaze down to me
As the birds and the bees
Start tweeting a sweet melody
For just you and me
As the days go by
But never does our time
You just stand there and smile
With your hand in mine
And we just stand there for a while
And taste the wind flying by
And think about the first time
You said you’d be mine
People may stare, some may care
That we aren’t what they please
But that’s alright with me
Because you’ll still be with me
And so we walk side by side
On into the night
And all fears are out of sight
And all that’s left is us under the sky
As the days go by
But never does our time
You just stand there and smile
With your hand in mine
And we just stand there for a while
And taste the wind flying by
And think about the first time
You said you’d be mine
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3. |
Wrapped Up
03:56
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Seventeen, black jeans, running on caffeine,
Skin and bones, don't you know
You're so cold to me
With your rude interruptions you've got me corrupted, oh no
I forget why we're fighting the second I reminisce
On who we used to be
I wanna be wrapped up
In your love
I'm mad, but
I want you too much
Turn down the lights
Touch me one more time
Forget the fight
It's just us tonight
Wrapped up
In your love
The smell of leather seats and gasoline
I turn my head and ask if you're happy
Oh, you're running on empty
With my rude interruptions i've got you corrupted, oh no
With all these emotions just capture the moment
Just stay close
I want to be wrapped up
In your love
I'm mad but,
I want you too much
Turn down the lights
Touch me one more time
Forget the fight
It's just us tonight
Wrapped up
In your love
I learned how to fight
'Cause you taught me so well
But i don't wanna fight with
Nobody nobody else
I want to be wrapped up
In your love
I'm mad but,
I want you too much
Turn down the lights
Touch me one more time
Forget the fight
It's just us tonight
Wrapped up
In your love
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Toast Boston, Massachusetts
Hey! We’re an indie rock band from the South Shore of Massachusetts and are built off of the amazing Mad Love Music Festival, which is an annual music festival in honor of a local musician. We have played at sell-out shows and local festivals for about four years now and love every second of it! ... more
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