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don't meddle with the heart meddle with the mind meddle with the things that are inside you don't know what you'll find you don't know what she hides

Meddle

take just a little of my mind and subtract it from my soul add a fraction of your half and you'll see it makes me whole multiply it by the times that we've never been apart you'll see nothing can divide just a heart plus a heart

Mathematics

if you just love me in perfect symmetry only you can make me feel complete

Symmetry

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Little Boots’ Hands arrived in 2008 like a glitter-streaked comet across the indie-pop sky. At a time when electropop was being redefined by bedroom producers and blog-fueled buzz, Victoria Hesketh — armed with a Tenori-on, a keyboard, and a voice that could flip between cool detachment and aching sweetness — gave us an album that was both futuristic and refreshingly human.

The genius of Hands lies in its balance. It flirts with the mechanical — analog synths, electronic beats, tight structures — but never loses its emotional temperature. Tracks like “Stuck on Repeat” and “Symmetry” pay homage to ‘80s synthpop but with a distinctly modern polish. This isn’t retro for retro’s sake — it’s reinterpretation.