All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head Runnin' through my head All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head All the things she said This is not enough (Enough, enough, enough, enough, enough) I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost If I'm asking for help, it's only because Being with you has opened my eyes Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise? I keep asking myself, wondering how I keep closing my eyes, but I can't block you out Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me Nobody else, so we can be free (Nobody else, so we can be free) All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head Runnin' through my head All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head All the things she said This is not enough, oh, oh This is not enough All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed They say it's my fault, but I want her so much Wanna fly her away where the sun and the rain Come in over my face, wash away all the shame When they stop and stare, don't worry me 'Cause I'm feeling for her what she's feeling for me I can try to pretend, I can try to forget But it's driving me mad, going out of my- All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head Runnin' through my head All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head All the things she said This is not enough, oh, oh This is not enough All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said Things she said All the things she said All the things she said Mom, they're lookin' at me Tell me, what do you see? Yes, I've lost my mind Dad, they're lookin' at me Will I ever be free? Have I crossed the line? All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head Runnin' through my head All the things she said, all the things she said Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head All the things she said This is not enough, oh, oh This is not enough All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said Things she said

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Poppy has no interest in proving how metal she is

Poppy is already bracing for the tired authenticity tests - and has zero interest in passing them. Her swaggering new album 'Empty Hands' turns fury into something exhilarating, with tenderness and resolve flickering beneath the blast.

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