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Tiny Moving Parts
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Tiny Moving Parts was released on September 16, 2022 by Luxury Goods as a part of the album This Is No Time to Dance - EP
September 16, 2022
LabelLuxury Goods
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

These tiny moving parts in our body
That we don’t understand, let’s try to make amends
From constantly believing all the folly
When looking in the mirror take a self-destructive stance
We see the cracks and the burns and the scarring
Never the beauty of what makes up common sense
Numb your fears, ease your pain, just find someone else to blame
For the happiness you let slip away
I’m leaving you behind it’s time to set you free
In a world where love is blind, I wanna see the misery
Why can’t we let it go, from our head to our soul
We’re better of like this, not together not alone
I’ll hold my own hand
I don’t think you understand
I’m not sleeping on my own
Thought I was angry with the world but all my problems
Manifest on a much smaller scale
Yes we’re global, supernoble with a dream to recreate
Still it’s my bedroom where my fears come out to play
I stopped caring about all the questions
No conviction, no confidence, no faith
But who are we to live without passion
We will slowly drive ourselves insane
I’m leaving you behind it’s time to set you free
In a world where love is blind, I wanna see the misery
Why can’t we let it go, from our head to our soul
We’re better of like this, not together not alone
I’ll hold my own hand
I don’t think you understand
I’m not sleeping on my own
I’m done compromising, won’t stop fantasising of who I could be, who I could be
I’m done compromising, won’t stop fantasising of who I could be, who I could be
I’m done compromising, won’t stop fantasising of who I could be, who I could be
I’m done compromising, won’t stop fantasising of who I could be, who I could be
Why can’t we let it go, from our head to our soul
We’re better of like this, not together not alone
I’ll hold my own hand
I don’t think you understand
Why can’t we let it go, from our head to our soul
We’re better of like this, not together not alone
I’ll hold my own hand
I don’t think you understand
I’m not sleeping on my own
Written by: Leonie Sloots
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