The One by EM/FM

I’ve been thinking ‘bout The One
As I catch my hairline receding
And I run the post mortem
For why another love lies bleeding

And I ask “why?”, to no answer
And I cry to up above
If I try to reason, I get tangled up

When she gonna come, The One?
This is serious, I’m done
When she gonna come, The One?
‘Cos I don’t want anymore anyones
When she gonna come?

Do I draw the line of my future
Or is it set and I just can’t see it?
‘Cos sometimes the logic seems looser than that
When my head and heart ain’t agreeing

So I ask “why?”, to no answer
And I cry to up above
If I try to reason, I get tangled up

(Chorus)

I don’t need anybody
I’m complete, not half a body…

(Chorus)

• Electronic
• retro 80s
• retrowave
• synthwave
• vaporwave
• New Zealand