Of Sound

Hangers on the ceiling fan
Fresh like Sunday afternoon
I roll in like a heart attack
Unload more laundry onto you

I'll tell you a secret "we're all made of sound!"
Just look at yourself, let Mr. Sun clear all your doubt
Now you know the secret: we're all made of sound

So come down, down, down
You're made of sound

Hangers on the ceiling fan
Fresh like sunday afternoon
I roll in like a heart attack
Unload more laundry onto you
You tell me its okay, but is it? You'll just gotta listen and see
A perfect opportunity open up like a suite case

Breathe in the air to give you a scare. We'll make this real for you
The progress you share is not quite what's there. We'll make this real for you!

I'll tell you a secret "we're all made of sound!"
Just look at yourself, let Mr. Sun clear all your doubt
Now you know the secret: we're all made of sound

So come down, down, down
You're made of sound



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Payton
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