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Happy Hour

from Allergic to Pineapples by Bromelain

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Facing
Memories like a sketch
Embracing
Putting me on the edge of my thoughts

I’m spinning around
But I can’t give them a place
My eyes going blind
Cause I can’t see the space
Two, three, four, five
Please bring me alive
Cause I don’t know how

Ooh, play my happy hour
All alone with my whiskey sour
Have a sip of your drink
Forget what to think
Is what they say
And ooh, enjoy the happy hour

I’m moving but it’s confusing
I’m trying but there’s too much flying
I’m fading because it’s invading
I’m bleeding but there’s no one seeing

I’m spinning around
Cause I can’t find my place
My eyes going blind
Waking up in a space
They’re counting to five
Bringing me alive
But I don’t know how

Ooh, play my happy hour
All alone with my whiskey sour
Have a sip of your drink
Forget what to think
Is what they say
And ooh, enjoy the happy hour

credits

from Allergic to Pineapples, released April 8, 2020
Lead Vocals - Robin van Andel
Backing Vocals - Kim Smeenk
Guitar - Lars Laurent
Saxophone - Jonatan Weenink
Bass Guitar - Alexander Hadeed
Drums - Nik Frere

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Bromelain The Hague, Netherlands

Six students-turned-musicians.
A busy city filled with suits.
A shared passion for music.
One pineapple allergy.
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