In December
Return to sender
I can't decide if I like my gender
I'm no pretender
Identify with Christ on the timber
Church on the hill
My voice in the thin air
I scream to show that I've never been there
Not a plane in the sky
Would ever make me want to fly
I'm afraid I would die
Fall straight from the sky
Come crashing down in your living room
In the backseat drowned in your swimming pool
Show your black teeth proud that your lips are blue
Are you happy now that we're introduced?
When in November
I call your phone 'till the end of December
No longer concerned
Or bound to ideas that once held me prisoner
Church on the hill
My voice in the thin air
I scream to show that I've never been there
Not a plane in the sky
Would ever make me want to fly
I'm afraid I would die
Fall straight from the sky
Come crashing down in your living room
In the backseat drowned in your swimming pool
Are your black teeth proud that your lips are blue
Are you happy now that we're introduced?
I take a flight off
Out to LA
I may I might just
Decide to stay
I'm not the type, love I'm good with faces
Gun to your head
Can you tell me my name, then?
Gun to your head can you tell me my name?
Gun to your head can you tell me my name?
I can't decide if I like my gender
I'm no pretender
Identify with Christ on the timber
Church on the hill
My voice in the thin air
I scream to show that I've never been there
Not a plane in the sky
Would ever make me want to fly
I'm afraid I would die
Fall straight from the sky
Come crashing down in your living room
In the backseat drowned in your swimming pool
Show your black teeth proud that your lips are blue
Are you happy now that we're introduced?
When in November
I call your phone 'till the end of December
No longer concerned
Or bound to ideas that once held me prisoner
Church on the hill
My voice in the thin air
I scream to show that I've never been there
Not a plane in the sky
Would ever make me want to fly
I'm afraid I would die
Fall straight from the sky
Come crashing down in your living room
In the backseat drowned in your swimming pool
Are your black teeth proud that your lips are blue
Are you happy now that we're introduced?
I take a flight off
Out to LA
I may I might just
Decide to stay
I'm not the type, love I'm good with faces
Gun to your head
Can you tell me my name, then?
Gun to your head can you tell me my name?
Gun to your head can you tell me my name?
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