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Rezz & Grabbitz’s Collaboration “Someone Else” Gets New Music Video

Rezz & Grabbitz released their new collaboration a little less than three weeks ago, and we’re still obsessed with “Someone Else.” Combining impeccable production from both Rezz and Grabbitz, as well as a vocal performance that makes the track what it is, not to mention those amazing guitar chords toward the end, it’s easily one […]
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Run Through The Desert – Someone Else’s Name Lyrics

RUN THROUGH THE DESERT
Someone Else’s Name Lyrics

Verse 1
Tonight it’s late and were sitting in my car (down)
The stars are close but lost in outer space (up)
I say goodnight, but the words got in the way
I broke your heart with the pain I can’t erase

Pre Ch
I called you someone else’s name, things will never be the same,
I can’t go back and change the words, 2 letters off and Now she’s heard, now she’s heard, now she’s hurting

Chorus
Let me make it up to you, I’ll do whatever I can do,
Let me make it up to you, yeah I’m so far down
But I’ll make it up to

Verse 2
You’re here with me but a million miles away
The song is clear but don’t know what to say
I feel you breathe but I can’t find the air
I found the words but lost you sitting there (cause)

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Glenn Tilbrook – Someone Else’s Bell Lyrics

GLENN TILBROOK
Someone Else’s Bell Lyrics

We talk about each other
On our wrap around couch,
And live out all the romance
In our little town house.
I never fit the shower
And she never sews the threads,
And so we find our feelings
In other people’s beds.
And if the grass seems greener,
But it turns out to be blue
The garden of Eden isn’t quite the place for you.
Don’t be surprised if I’m gone under the spell,
Of some other witches’ wand
Ringing someone else’s bell.

Meeting on the motorway
Your lover boy blue,
Steaming up the windows
With your last breath of youth.
Don’t you think I see it
Your handbag’s full of notes,
I’m feeling like the punch line
In someone’s private joke.

Our eyes don’t seem to contact
Never much to say,
Except perhaps excuse me
Or pass me the ashtray.
I see him waiting for you
As you go off to work,
I’m left to draw conclusions
While I button up my shirt.