Strange Hellos - TORRES



     
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Strange Hellos Lyrics


Heather I'm sorry that your mother.
Deceased in the brain.
Cannot recall your name.Heather I've dreamt that I forgave,
But that only comes in waits.
I hate you all the same.I was all for being real,
But if I don't believe then no one will.
What's mine isn't really yours,
But I hope you find what you're looking for.
Beg her, blow in her face,
Toward changing, never take,
But I'm with you, I deflate.
I love you all the same.I love you all the same.I was all for being real,
But if I don't believe then no one will.What's mine isn't really yours,
But I hope you find what you're looking for.STRANGE HELLOS are not my beg
Better never having that.STRANGE HELLOS are not my beg
Better never having that,I was all for being real,
But if I don't believe then no one will.What's mine isn't really yours,
But I hope you find what you're looking for.

I was all for being real,
But if I don't believe then no one will.What's mine isn't really yours,
But I hope you find what you're looking for.

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Torres is a promising young talent out of Nashville. Velvet-toned vocals and amped-up guitar fuzz. TORRES knows the darkness. The Brooklyn-based singer-songwriter otherwise known as Mackenzie Scott waits until anything—an idea, an emotion, a memory—gnaws at her, tearing at her fingers and throat until she releases it in song. Scott escaped the confines of her churning mind in order to find herself by recording Sprinter in the market town of Bridport in Dorset, England; and then at the Bristol studio of Portishead's Adrian Utley.

Read more about Torres on Last.fm.


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