Satchmode - Old Fears | Текст песни

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Sometimes Mondays can feel like they never happened, you spend the day floating in a bit of a bubble a fog that descended over the weekend and never lifted. Today’s freebie seems to thrive in this environment serving to wallow in the dreamy haze and as it progresses creates a draft to help blow it away. Having exhausted the analogy as always I am left with what is a very strange smile on my face, thank you Satchmode for making me look like a creep, no really thanks, its lovely.

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