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This song kind of sounds like the Postal Service. I made it with my new synthesizer.
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Lyrics
Can you hear my crying "ow this hurts"
As we fall from the place we built our lives on
Don't you know that this is not the way it's supposed to be
My hands are dry and my lips are chapped
But I'm still on my way to see you
What are you up to?
Smoking out with my best friend
See us fall from the towers that we built
Our lives upon, we're crashing down
I really do regret to inform you
I've been sneaking around behind your back
But that don't mean a thing
As we fall from the place we built our lives on
Don't you know that this is not the way it's supposed to be
My hands are dry and my lips are chapped
But I'm still on my way to see you
What are you up to?
Smoking out with my best friend
See us fall from the towers that we built
Our lives upon, we're crashing down
I really do regret to inform you
I've been sneaking around behind your back
But that don't mean a thing
Joshosh
Nice bed of music, simple but effective. I like it. The vocals seem to add a nice compliment in the way they are sung. They draw you in nicely. Cool tune.