Little Bird
I cant feel whats in my body
Heart beat pumping so softly
Bite the cord the circuits fried
Sugar rush to feel alive
I cant tell when im awake
Or if im dreaming still in place
Little bird come sing to me
You're the object of my fantasies
Dance tonight everlight
Everlong won't stay long
Stand with me until the sun breaks us up
Breaks us apart
Stand on the edge of the end of the turning earth
The sun is hot the air is cool
Its burning blue its gonna pop
I cant feel whats in my body
Heart beat pumping so softly
Bite the cord the circuits fried
Sugar rush to feel alive
I cant tell when im awake
Or if im dreaming still in place
Little bird come sing to me
You're the object of my fantasies
Wasted playing radio
Woke up now the day is gone
Curate a perfect fantasy
A world where i can be me
Wasted playing radio
Woke up now the day is gone
Curate a perfect fantasy
A world where i can be me
I cant feel whats in my body
Heart beat pumping so softly
Bite the cord the circuits fried
Sugar rush to feel alive
I cant tell when im awake
Or if im dreaming still in place
Little bird come sing to me
You're the object of my fantasies
Heart beat pumping so softly
Bite the cord the circuits fried
Sugar rush to feel alive
I cant tell when im awake
Or if im dreaming still in place
Little bird come sing to me
You're the object of my fantasies
Dance tonight everlight
Everlong won't stay long
Stand with me until the sun breaks us up
Breaks us apart
Stand on the edge of the end of the turning earth
The sun is hot the air is cool
Its burning blue its gonna pop
I cant feel whats in my body
Heart beat pumping so softly
Bite the cord the circuits fried
Sugar rush to feel alive
I cant tell when im awake
Or if im dreaming still in place
Little bird come sing to me
You're the object of my fantasies
Wasted playing radio
Woke up now the day is gone
Curate a perfect fantasy
A world where i can be me
Wasted playing radio
Woke up now the day is gone
Curate a perfect fantasy
A world where i can be me
I cant feel whats in my body
Heart beat pumping so softly
Bite the cord the circuits fried
Sugar rush to feel alive
I cant tell when im awake
Or if im dreaming still in place
Little bird come sing to me
You're the object of my fantasies
Credits
Writer(s): Rowan Crystal
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