But a fingersnap beat enters and he instinctively reaches for his old woes. Synths encase every little thing, his multitracked wail fades to vocoded static, and it’s apparent: litigating sin is his one without end love. — You can hear it way back to my first mixtape the '80s — https://blinding-lights-cover-son73726.bloggosite.com/44254412/blinding-lights-options