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Dreams
05:28
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You never see the light that leads you out the dark
Cos you're too busy counting sheep
While I'm as high as a kite
You're losing sleep tonight
As the warning signs flash across your eyes,
You're losing hope and you grow tired
But maybe it's just a little too cold
You put a sweater on just to let her know, oh
Maybe it's just a little too old
You put your TV on just to keep her close, oh
Oh, she's always in denial
Cause she craves for something closer
Oh, she waits for his arrival
But it's only in her dreams
She says the things that make you hollow
You want the truth when it's hard to swallow
When's your suffering ever gonna end?
And if you're in too deep
Then I'll be catching sleep
And losing everything I love for you
But maybe it's just a little too cold
You put a sweater on just to let her know, oh
Maybe it's just a little too old
You put your TV on just to keep her close, oh
Oh, she's always in denial
Cause she craves for something closer
Oh, she waits for his arrival
But it's only in her dreams
Oh, she's always in denial
Cause she craves for something closer
Oh, she waits for his arrival
But it's only in her dreams
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Runaway
04:18
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Yesterday I woke up from a dream
And you were standing next to me
Everything around in a giddy haze
But somehow things fell into place
For you dear
Got no money in my pockets but I don't care
Just give me some time and I'll be there
For you dear
And I don't really know how this works out
But you can follow me tonight and figure it out
Together, forever
6 AM and nobody's home
You look into my eyes already know
Are you sure?
And we could talk for hours
Till there's no sunlight
Our lips will touch
Our worlds collide
For you dear
You know I'd do anything for you
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Sinking
04:47
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Look, look up above
I cannot see the right way up
I'm climbing up these walls
I'm climbing up these walls to fall down
You, you're all I see
This empty feeling, inside of me
Has got me bleeding
it's got me bleeding to the bone
And we are always drowning
and we are always crying
and we are slowly sinking
The words on the ceiling
they don't look the same but
they're calling out to me
they're calling out to me to set me free
I'm giving all that's left of me
I'm giving it all
You're taking what you came for
You're taking what you came for
You're taking the fall
And we are always drowning
and we are always crying
and we are slowly sinking
And we are always drowning
and we are always crying
and we are slowly sinking
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Bones
04:52
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You said I was born to love you,
So then why won't you call?
And everytime that I tried to phone you,
You'd say nothing at all
I know that it's too late
and there's nothing left to do
But honey I've got to admit
That I miss missing you
I've been trying my best
To understand
all the things we said last night
I've been trying my best
to make things right
And I won't settle for
Sleeping on my own
And I won't settle for
Leaving you alone
If there's just one feeling
I wanna feel it in my bones
I know that it seems that we're over
And that the weight of the world
Has finally fell our shoulders
I know that it's too early
But I'm dying to hear you say
That you wouldn't have it any other way
I've been trying my best to acquiesce
all the things we did last night
I've been trying my best
to make things right
And I won't settle for
Sleeping on my own
And I won't settle for
Leaving you alone
If there's just one feeling
I wanna feel it in my bones
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The New Modern Lights Singapore
Infusing elements of fuzzy indie-rock/dream-pop into anthemic songs inspired by the mundanity of life in their home country of Singapore, The New Modern Lights create a soundtrack to teenage life and experiences, love and heartbreak.
The New Modern Lights recommends:
indie/math-rock
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alternative rock/shoegaze
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