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Artful's remix of "Pressure", from the deluxe version of The 1975's debut album. 

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The 1975

Pressure (Artful Remix)

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Everything's a Parody

A cosmic folk-rock ballad that reimagines a nursery rhyme as a galactic collision. It explores a relationship that feels like two stars crashing into a black hole—destructive, beautiful, and inevitable.

The Crooked Orbit

I can hear the mountains cry,
Yeah, they call to me,
They summon me at daylight
Like a wild-born melody.
Dust on my boots, gravel road,
Got that old rod in the back,
Sun just risin’ over pine trees,
I’m headed for the bank...


Ain’t chasin’ gold or glory,
Just peace of mind and time,
That water tells a story
Every time I cross that line...


Cold beer in my hand,
Sunshine on my face,
Air is so fresh, the good Lord slowing me down,
This is my sacred place.
To go fishin’ off the bank,
Let the whole world wait,
At the end of the day, if my stringer lay empty,
It was still a great day.


Castin’ shadows on the water,
Wind hummin’ through the trees,
Old radio’s rockin’ low
With a little Hank and me.
Line don’t bend, time don’t matter,
I ain’t got nothin’ to prove,
Just me, that muddy shoreline,
And a pair of worn-out boots...


Some folks count their trophies,
Some count what they make,
Me, I count them moments
That no one else can take.


Cold beer in my hand,
Sunshine on my face,
Air is so fresh, the good Lord, slowing me down,
This is my sacred place.
To go fishin’ off the bank,
Let the whole world wait,
At the end of the day, if my stringer lay empty,
It was still a great day.



Yeah, the mountains cry louder when life gets loud,
And the noise won’t leave my head,
I crack another beer, watch the ripples roll,
And let the worries drift instead.


It ain’t always about catchin’ fish,
Or how big the story gets,
Sometimes it’s just the quiet,
And forgettin’ what you miss.


Cold beer in my hand,
Sun sinkin’ low in the haze,
Air still fresh, heart feelin’ right,
Yeah, I could live this way.
Fish or no fish, I thank that bank,
For every second that I stayed,
At the end of the day, if my stringer lay empty,
Man, it was still a great day.


I can hear the mountains cry…
Yeah, they’ll call me back again.

Fishing

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