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[wildknight]

On with the music… #melaniesafka #themagicnumbers #nataliemccool #nikelcreek #johnwitherpoon https://www.instagram.com/p/CU-EtAhsc2X/?utm_medium=tumblr

[cupofsound-blog]

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[diamonddeposits]

 Natalie McCool’s Cardiac Arrest may have your heart aflutter with it’s hypnotic beat and summer bright synth riff that it one irresistible and catchy as hell jam. Can pop be any more perfect? Check it above!

[biasedharmony-blog]

[diamonddeposits]

Liverpool based artist Natalie McCool delivers an ear jam of a track with Pins. Her transcendent vocals really shine between the scatter shot of throbbing beats making this one track that you can listen to over and over again (we can’t stop listening to it!). An EP is forthcoming so we will have to keep our ears open for that until then enjoy the track above!

[bornhappy81]

Please repost/comment! Upcoming shows: Thurs 16th April @ The Islington, London FREE ENTRY I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made... You’ve stuck like a splinter in my finger You know how much damage there is to be done And so I have to take a hot needle to get in there 'Cos you prick and chip away just for fun Sometimes I think we’re like the tortoise and the hare And I just followed the trail you tread, like a thread And we wove in and we wove out of each other So close I couldn’t see the patterns But I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn It came on like a white hot shock and I know it’s the end I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend I’ll fall to my knees and I’ll purge you out And when you’re gone I hope I’ll feel like we never met Thank god I didn’t have to dig too deep 'Cos you never had my heart in the end But I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn It came on like a white hot shock and I know it’s the end I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend I know what it feels like to be hurt I know what it feels like to find cracks in the surface I know what it feels like to be dragged through the dirt I know what that feels like And I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn It came on like a white hot shock and I know it’s the end I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend Pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn White hot shock And I know it’s the end All tracks written by Natalie McCool Recorded and produced by Dave Berger at Lathbury House Mixed by Chris Taylor and Dave Berger at Parr Street Studios www.nataliemccool.co.uk www.facebook.com/nataliemccoolofficial www.youtube.com/nataliemccoolmusic www.twitter.com/nataliemccool

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Natalie Mccool - Pins

[findasongblog]

Audio of the day:

Natalie McCool - Pins

I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made...

You’ve stuck like a splinter in my finger You know how much damage there is to be done And so I have to take a hot needle to get in there 'Cos you prick and chip away just for fun

Sometimes I think we’re like the tortoise and the hare And I just followed the trail you tread, like a thread And we wove in and we wove out of each other So close I couldn’t see the patterns

But I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn It came on like a white hot shock and I know it’s the end I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend

I’ll fall to my knees and I’ll purge you out And when you’re gone I hope I’ll feel like we never met Thank god I didn’t have to dig too deep 'Cos you never had my heart in the end

But I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn It came on like a white hot shock and I know it’s the end I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend

I know what it feels like to be hurt I know what it feels like to find cracks in the surface I know what it feels like to be dragged through the dirt I know what that feels like

And I can feel the pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn It came on like a white hot shock and I know it’s the end I don’t wanna play your pretend pretend pretend

Pins in the lining of the bed we made I know there’s still an ache in the stitches that were sewn White hot shock And I know it’s the end