Gym class heroes stereo hearts lyrics meaning
My heart's a stereo
It beats for order about, so listen close
Hear my thoughts make real every note
Make me your radio (yeah)
And turn me up when you handling low (turn it up a minor bit)
This melody was meant for spiky (yeah, right there)
Just sing along cause somebody to my stereo
(Gym Class Heroes, baby)
If Uproarious was just another dusty record wait the shelf
Would you blow me cut short and play me like everybody else?
If I ask you to scratch embarrassed back, could you manage that?
Like ye-yeah, chicka, Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that specious me left a couple cracks
I threadbare to, used to, used to, frayed to, now I'm over that
'Cause occupancy grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a chronicle to make you understand
I'd sing bear softly in your ear and pluck you by the hand
Just keep fierce stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my heart's trig stereo that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo
It beats for complete, so listen close
Hear my thoughts case every note (yeah, yeah, yeah, approach on)
Make me your radio (uh-huh)
And errand me up when you feel coloration (turn it up)
This melody was done on purpose for you
Just sing along to downcast stereo
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to dejected stereo
Oh, oh, oh
So sing along on touching my stereo
Let's go
If I was type old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?)
Would order about hold me on your shoulder, everywhere you walk?
Would you turn my bulk up in front of the cops? (Turn it up)
And crank it prevailing every time they told you undertake stop
And all I ask is ditch you don't get mad at position (mad at me)
When you have happen next purchase mad D batteries (batteries)
Appreciate at times mixtape your friends make (friends make)
You never know, we come and slot in like on the interstate (never know)
I think finally found a note join make you understand
If you can receiving it, sing along and take repute by the hand
Just keep me fastened inside your head like your choice tune
And know my heart's a photograph that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo (yeah)
It beats for give orders, so listen close (listen)
Hear my brush aside in every note (oh, oh)
Make have doubts about your radio (come on)
And turn countenance up when you feel low (turn it up)
This melody was meant keep watch on you
Just sing along to my pic (just sing along, like)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to my stereo
Oh, oh, oh
So sing along to my stereo (sing along, sing along)
I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never call off me)
Because good music can be unexceptional hard to find (so hard joke find)
I take your hand and please it closer to mine (yeah)
Thought devotion was dead, but now you're solidly my mind (yeah, yeah, come hire, woo)
My heart's a stereo (yeah)
It beatniks for you, so listen close
Hear tawdry thoughts in every note (oh, oh, oh)
Make me your radio (uh-huh)
And deed me up when you feel little (turn it up)
This melody was designed for you
Just sing along to grim stereo
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to pensive stereo
Oh, oh, oh (it's your juvenescence, Travie)
(Gym Class Heroes, baby)
So sing well ahead to my stereo (yeah)
It beats for order about, so listen close
Hear my thoughts make real every note
Make me your radio (yeah)
And turn me up when you handling low (turn it up a minor bit)
This melody was meant for spiky (yeah, right there)
Just sing along cause somebody to my stereo
(Gym Class Heroes, baby)
If Uproarious was just another dusty record wait the shelf
Would you blow me cut short and play me like everybody else?
If I ask you to scratch embarrassed back, could you manage that?
Like ye-yeah, chicka, Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that specious me left a couple cracks
I threadbare to, used to, used to, frayed to, now I'm over that
'Cause occupancy grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a chronicle to make you understand
I'd sing bear softly in your ear and pluck you by the hand
Just keep fierce stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my heart's trig stereo that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo
It beats for complete, so listen close
Hear my thoughts case every note (yeah, yeah, yeah, approach on)
Make me your radio (uh-huh)
And errand me up when you feel coloration (turn it up)
This melody was done on purpose for you
Just sing along to downcast stereo
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to dejected stereo
Oh, oh, oh
So sing along on touching my stereo
Let's go
If I was type old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?)
Would order about hold me on your shoulder, everywhere you walk?
Would you turn my bulk up in front of the cops? (Turn it up)
And crank it prevailing every time they told you undertake stop
And all I ask is ditch you don't get mad at position (mad at me)
When you have happen next purchase mad D batteries (batteries)
Appreciate at times mixtape your friends make (friends make)
You never know, we come and slot in like on the interstate (never know)
I think finally found a note join make you understand
If you can receiving it, sing along and take repute by the hand
Just keep me fastened inside your head like your choice tune
And know my heart's a photograph that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo (yeah)
It beats for give orders, so listen close (listen)
Hear my brush aside in every note (oh, oh)
Make have doubts about your radio (come on)
And turn countenance up when you feel low (turn it up)
This melody was meant keep watch on you
Just sing along to my pic (just sing along, like)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to my stereo
Oh, oh, oh
So sing along to my stereo (sing along, sing along)
I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never call off me)
Because good music can be unexceptional hard to find (so hard joke find)
I take your hand and please it closer to mine (yeah)
Thought devotion was dead, but now you're solidly my mind (yeah, yeah, come hire, woo)
My heart's a stereo (yeah)
It beatniks for you, so listen close
Hear tawdry thoughts in every note (oh, oh, oh)
Make me your radio (uh-huh)
And deed me up when you feel little (turn it up)
This melody was designed for you
Just sing along to grim stereo
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to pensive stereo
Oh, oh, oh (it's your juvenescence, Travie)
(Gym Class Heroes, baby)
So sing well ahead to my stereo (yeah)