Greta Svabo Bech should seriously look into the recently pioneered job market of following Miles around and singing for him. Also, if the Bloody Beetroots wanted to DJ every once in a while, Miles would be much obliged. This song really puts everything together into one impressive package. It's like the grocery boy at the store who fits everything in one bag on massive, greek-god steroids. Inconceivably catchy, a tender yet massive build, stunning lyrics, enough bass to wobble your face, and the word 'Chronicle' (a personal favorite word) in the title. You're woefully missing out if you skip on giving this one a thorough and honest listen! Enjoy till you drop!
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