About Five Boys (S PRCSS).

This song does not remind me of open fields.
This song does not remind me of the beach.
This song does not remind me of skyscrapers.
This song does not remind me of the seventies.
This song does not remind me of an old girlfriend.
This song does not sound whiny.
This song does not sound emo.
This song does not cheer you up.
This song does not sound Dawson's Creek.
Maybe just a little.
This song does not make me want to cry.
This song does make me want to run.
From anyone. And everything.
This song is strong.
This song is heavy.
This song is not heavy metal.
This song is not acoustic.
This song is not incomplete.
This song is not so simple.
This song is not provoking/invoking/revoking.
This song sounds like somebody's knocking on my wall. Twice.
This song feels like scrapes into my left ear.
This song feels like bleeding.
This song feels like drinking a glass of acid.
This song feels like running scared.
This song is pure melody.
This song is over.