Lucy Rose
Текст песни Bikes

I fall asleep, in front of the TV
So I forget what I'm thinking.
And oh don't you wanna know, is it any easier.
Oh don't you wanna know, is it fun to close your eyes?
We're going round and round and up and and down, turning something inside out.
We're driving from the backseat, holding on to tightly
We're going round and round and up and and down, turning something inside out.
We're driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
The colors they merge the scream and shout.
I watch my mind try and work things out, I think it's clear.
But three days later its wrong.
And oh don't you wanna know, is it any easier.
Oh don't you wanna know, is it fun to close your eyes?
We're going round and round and up and and down, turning something inside out.
We're driving from the backseat, holding on to tightly

We're going round and round and up and and down, turning something inside out.
We're driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
The colors they merge they scream they shout.
Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out loud.
Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out loud.
Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out loud.
Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out.
We're going round and round and up and and down, turning something inside out.
We're driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
We're going round and round and up and and down, turning something inside out.
We're driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
The colors they merge they scream and shout



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