Lorde – Ribs

I am sorry that I haven’t posted for days now, but I was quite busy the last week. I was busy with organizing our first cocktail and fruits sale at university. Then, I had to prepare a presentation. And at the weekend, I was at Frankfurt. Post is coming soon :)
But first, I want to share a video from my new favorite singer of the week. I have been listening to Lorde for days and weeks now. And I can’t get enough of that young woman. I had difficulties deciding upon a favorite song of her, after opting for this one. The music, the rhythm of this song gives me chills. The lyrics are beautiful and I can identify myself perfectly with it. And the repetitions are cleverly thought out. Well done Lorde!
Here are the Lyrics:

The drink you spilt all over me
“Lover’s Spit” left on repeat
My mum and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy getting old

We can talk it so good
We can make it so divine
We can talk it good, how you wish it would be all the time

The drink you spilt all over me
“Lover’s Spit” left on repeat
My mum and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy getting old

The drink you spilt all over me
“Lover’s Spit” left on repeat
My mum and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy getting old

This dream isn’t feeling sweet
We’re reeling through the midnight streets
And I’ve never felt more alone
It feels so scary getting old

We can talk it so good
We can make it so divine
We can talk it good, how you wish it would be all the time

This dream isn’t feeling sweet
We’re reeling through the midnight streets
And I’ve never felt more alone
Feels so scary getting old

This dream isn’t feeling sweet
We’re reeling through the midnight streets
And I’ve never felt more alone
Feels so scary getting old

I want them back (I want them back)
The minds we had (the minds we had)
How all the thoughts (how all the thoughts)
Moved round our heads (move round our heads)

I want them back (I want them back)
The minds we had (the minds we had)
It’s not enough to feel the lack (I want them back, I want them back)
I want ’em

You’re the only friend I need (you’re the only friend I need)
Sharing beds like little kids (sharing beds like little kids)
And laughing ’til our ribs get tough (and laughing ’til our ribs get tough)
But that will never be enough (but that will never be enough)

You’re the only friend I need (you’re the only friend I need)
Sharing beds like little kids (sharing beds like little kids)
And laughing ’til our ribs get tough (and laughing ’til our ribs get tough)
But that will never be enough (but that will never be enough)

That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough

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