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this song is the result of a boy with a heart.
Al gave me these words whilst crying in the middle of his politics homework. The cause of his tears were not (surprisingly) said homework but of having his heart strings plucked and pulled and snapped. Upon being told "not too many minor chords" I put music to them. This song is quite literally all major 7th chords. I seem to have made quite a talent out of making major chords sound sad.
I hope your heart strings snap too.
like two beds in a ward
attached by surgical tools
I found myself breathing upon
your left over air
and it's not some kind of memory
just stupid, bitter, angry
deflowering in a frenzy