No Dreams​/​Falling Into Better Hands

by Runaround Kids

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"A belter of a track"
- Huw Stephens, BBC Radio 1

"One of the UK’s most promising prospects"
- Vibrations magazine

"Riotous, delicate, youthful and carefree. Fantastic debut single"
- Rhubarb Bomb

"Both tracks are pop friendly, exuberant, well written and more importantly; totally re-playable. It's safe to declare you'll be hearing a lot more from these"
- The Whiteboard Project


released September 13, 2010



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Track Name: No Dreams
There's guilt in honesty
And I feel that honestly
I've been stuck in one place
For too many days

When you try to do the right thing
It doesn't work
When you try to leave it
You end up hurt
All the time I try to do what's right
Then I feel that it gets shown in a bad light

Your competence and boredom
Must be so self-assuring
If you know that I'm the problem
God knows you've got plenty of them
And I find it so relieving
Know that you will be leaving
After weeks of wanting just that
Not knowing where my heart's at

When I go up I find that
You go down
And vice versa
Your smiles make me frown
But I know soon I'll be leaving here
And then I won't see your frowns
I won't be near
Track Name: Falling Into Better Hands
You’re falling into better hands
I recognise the faces, but the people aren’t the same
All the strangers saw them change
We feel bad about the money we’ve made
Cos it didn’t help like we thought that it would

And every time you leave, a little less is coming back
And you killed me again, we were hardly friends
We were getting drunk every night for about a month
But in the end, we’re not the same at all

Your broken English doesn’t stop me going through a list
Of things that nearly happened in
Places that you’ve never been but as long as you’re listening
I’ll keep paying, you’re getting thin

Oh God, I tried to defile my last remaining friend
I was told taking girls into churchyards was perfect
And if please don’t die is the most romantic you can be
Then I guess we’ll figure out how hated we’ll be