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Mind Video (MV)




Performed By: Tre Nash
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Ciarán McDonald, Stephen Nash




Tre Nash - Mind Lyrics




We were sat outside on the Harvard floor
With our feet in dirt, and our hearts in awe
I be losing sleep thinking about missed calls
And I see the names circling our thoughts And I think about if we lose it all
And I turn to shit that you'd never want
Like the smoke, the drink, anything at all
And I'll say again, "Sorry I don't call"

There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind

We were sat outside on the Harvard floor
With our feet in dirt, and our hearts in awe
I be losing sleep thinking about missed calls
And I see the names circling our thoughts
And I think about if we lose it all
And I turn to shit that you'd never want
Like the smoke, the drink, anything at all
And I'll say again, "Sorry I don't call"

There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
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English

We were sat outside on the Harvard floor
With our feet in dirt, and our hearts in awe
I be losing sleep thinking about missed calls
And I see the names circling our thoughts And I think about if we lose it all
And I turn to shit that you'd never want
Like the smoke, the drink, anything at all
And I'll say again, "Sorry I don't call"

There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind

We were sat outside on the Harvard floor
With our feet in dirt, and our hearts in awe
I be losing sleep thinking about missed calls
And I see the names circling our thoughts
And I think about if we lose it all
And I turn to shit that you'd never want
Like the smoke, the drink, anything at all
And I'll say again, "Sorry I don't call"

There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
There's no money on my mind But my money or my mind
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Writer: Ciarán McDonald, Stephen Nash
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