I don’t think you can sing about love or about breakups in such a sort of full way at 20. To pose a question – ’What are these voices outside love’s open door that make us throw off our contentment and beg for something more?’ It’s the most incredible fucking question of the universe. I don’t think I can do that. Even when I try really hard to not see things in very simple ways, those confines do still exist because I’m just so new to living.
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