Lose yourself, find yourself.
Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.
Listening to Tom Odell songs is like receiving a bad lesson in phonics. Pretend becomes pre-tent and mend becomes meant. Gotta get those “d” sounds and “t” sounds straight, Tom.
DIGGIN THE ’80s VIBES off this track. THIS MAROON 5 I can accept.