She doesn't say a whole lot-the song is brief and the lyrics repetitive, like a memory she just can't shake.
The part I can't get enough of is Kym's recurring tease of a drum'n'bass breakdown-as the former drummer of NYC band Blair, percussion is her bag-that seems like it could shoot into the next gear at any second but never does.
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