Red Plum
Red plum, you look kinda numb
My thumb made of glass
Red plum
How did she fall so easily for a thing
A midnight sun?
Always available
It's a never a two-wayed fight
Stealin' her late nights
Actin' like a friend in thought of my right hand
(I don't, I don't)
I don't really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through
Your mind, what a waste of time
When I'm alone, I check my phone
I check my phone
Red plum, you look kinda numb
My thumb made of glass
Red plum
It's all fun being a side drum
Checkin' myself if I look dumb
It's all fun
She's a tease tappin' into my cloud, swayin' (I don't)
Her thoughts are playin' like sounds (I don't)
I don't (I don't) really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through your mind (I don't)
What a waste of time
I don't really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through your mind (I don't)
What a waste of time
She's a tease tappin' into my cloud, swayin'
Her thoughts are playin' like sounds
When I'm alone, I check my phone
I check my phone
Red plum, you look kinda numb
My thumb made of glass
I don't really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through your mind (I don't)
What a waste of time
My thumb made of glass
Red plum
How did she fall so easily for a thing
A midnight sun?
Always available
It's a never a two-wayed fight
Stealin' her late nights
Actin' like a friend in thought of my right hand
(I don't, I don't)
I don't really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through
Your mind, what a waste of time
When I'm alone, I check my phone
I check my phone
Red plum, you look kinda numb
My thumb made of glass
Red plum
It's all fun being a side drum
Checkin' myself if I look dumb
It's all fun
She's a tease tappin' into my cloud, swayin' (I don't)
Her thoughts are playin' like sounds (I don't)
I don't (I don't) really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through your mind (I don't)
What a waste of time
I don't really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through your mind (I don't)
What a waste of time
She's a tease tappin' into my cloud, swayin'
Her thoughts are playin' like sounds
When I'm alone, I check my phone
I check my phone
Red plum, you look kinda numb
My thumb made of glass
I don't really hear you
I don't see your sky view
I don't wanna walk through your mind (I don't)
What a waste of time
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Writer(s): Sunniva Lindgaard, Andrew Sompohi Murray Baardsen
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