Science Fair
I met her accidentally
It was at the Cambridge Science Fair
And she was so impressed I could make so many things catch on fire
But I was just covered in bubbles of methane gas
And you ended up burning
I'm sorry
I have always been a liar
Just to think I could've left the fair with my dignity intact
And fled from the stage with the world's second-best Slint tribute act
Okay, today, I hide away
But tomorrow, I take the reins
Still living with my mother
As I move from one micro-influencer to another
References, references, references
What are you on tonight?
I love this city, despite the burden of preferences
What a time to be alive, oh
I know where I'm going, it's black country out there
I saw you undressing
It was at the Cirque du Soleil
And it was such an intimate performance
I swear to God, you looked right at me
And let a silk red ribbon fall between your hands
But as I slowly sobered
I felt the rubbing of shoulders
I smelled the sweat and the children crying
I was just one among crowded stands
And still with sticky hands
I bolted through the gallery
With cola stains on my best white shirt
And nothing to lose, oh, I was born to run
It's black country out there
It's black country out there
It's black country out there
It was at the Cambridge Science Fair
And she was so impressed I could make so many things catch on fire
But I was just covered in bubbles of methane gas
And you ended up burning
I'm sorry
I have always been a liar
Just to think I could've left the fair with my dignity intact
And fled from the stage with the world's second-best Slint tribute act
Okay, today, I hide away
But tomorrow, I take the reins
Still living with my mother
As I move from one micro-influencer to another
References, references, references
What are you on tonight?
I love this city, despite the burden of preferences
What a time to be alive, oh
I know where I'm going, it's black country out there
I saw you undressing
It was at the Cirque du Soleil
And it was such an intimate performance
I swear to God, you looked right at me
And let a silk red ribbon fall between your hands
But as I slowly sobered
I felt the rubbing of shoulders
I smelled the sweat and the children crying
I was just one among crowded stands
And still with sticky hands
I bolted through the gallery
With cola stains on my best white shirt
And nothing to lose, oh, I was born to run
It's black country out there
It's black country out there
It's black country out there
Credits
Writer(s): Lewis David Evans, Isaac George Wood, Georgia Elizabeth Ellery, Tyler Eva Beatrice Hyde, May Kershaw, Luke Jay Mark, Charlie Somerset Pailthorp Wayne
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