“Bullseye” begins with a drowsy electric guitar and comes alive with Charli Adams’ gritty and breathy vocals. A grey tinged sadness crawls from her voice like a spider. “I want to see you try, but I’m not surprised. Eye on the prize. You can call me bullseye.” The song tastes of Fiona Apple melancholy and a dark 90’s Evanescence kiss. It is the song you blast in your bulky headphones as you’re walking in the dreary dark and jumping over puddles to reach a new sidewalk. “Bullseye” is the perfect fall breakup song.
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