Off the Ground

So much dust over my skin
So much rust on the feelings
Give me some trust before I sin
Kissing the lust above your chin
Why am I lost each time I win

Marry the sun, spit on the clouds
Carry a gun among the crowd
Shoot me and run, never get caught
Never get old
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright

Gaze at the sun on the ceiling
Erase it from the beginning
Could be it all, could be nothing
Favourite song of the siblings
Time to get lost, time to win

Spit on the sun, marry the clouds
Carry a gun among the crowd
Shoot me and run, I'm a coward
I'm a coward
It's alright, it's alright

Marry the sun, spit on the clouds
Carry a gun among the crowd
Shoot me and run, never get caught
Spit on the sun, marry the clouds
Carry a gun among the crowd
Help me get my feet off the ground
It's alright, it's alright



Credits
Writer(s): Sofian Djeghdir
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