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New Romantics - Hands Like Houses
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New Romantics Hands Like Houses

New Romantics - Hands Like Houses
[Verse 1]
A hopeless romantic
Self-medicated on reality
A misunderstanding
Is all that anyone can see in me

[Pre-Chorus]
Pulling up the floor to go deeper down
Tearing at the soil to find the ground

[Chorus]
I'm trying to find myself, coming back to the same words
To try to tell a different story
I'm farther from myself, coming back to the same words
In hope they come alive without me
(Without me)

[Verse 2]
A moment's reflection
Has given me a second chance to heal
A loss of connection
In matching up my words to how I feel

[Pre-Chorus]
Pulling up the floor to go deeper down
Tearing at the soil to find the ground
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