Oblivion
Talk to me. Talk to me. What do you know?
If you talk too much I'll move to Mexico
If your words they flow where your brain don't go,
I'll move down where the warm winds blow
Think for me. Think for me. Think back when,
when we didn't think. Do you remember then?
I was all alone. Thought I'd be your girl,
and we'd go walking through our little world
Lay back on this spinning wheel,
and we'll go round, round, round 'til we don't know how we feel
And it's OK not to be real
Into the oblivion, let's steal
Into the oblivion, let's steal
Sing for me. Sing for me. How does it go?
If you sing too loud well you'll steal the show
I'll be hanging back with my head in my hands,
One look at me and your head's in the sand
Breathe for me. Breathe for me. How does it hurt?
Between the bottles and lines, don't you feel like dirt?
You know me now and I know you
But not as well, as well as we used to
Lay back on this spinning wheel,
and we'll go round, round, round 'til we don't know how we feel
And it's OK not to be real
Into the oblivion, let's steal
Into the oblivion, let's steal
If you talk too much I'll move to Mexico
If your words they flow where your brain don't go,
I'll move down where the warm winds blow
Think for me. Think for me. Think back when,
when we didn't think. Do you remember then?
I was all alone. Thought I'd be your girl,
and we'd go walking through our little world
Lay back on this spinning wheel,
and we'll go round, round, round 'til we don't know how we feel
And it's OK not to be real
Into the oblivion, let's steal
Into the oblivion, let's steal
Sing for me. Sing for me. How does it go?
If you sing too loud well you'll steal the show
I'll be hanging back with my head in my hands,
One look at me and your head's in the sand
Breathe for me. Breathe for me. How does it hurt?
Between the bottles and lines, don't you feel like dirt?
You know me now and I know you
But not as well, as well as we used to
Lay back on this spinning wheel,
and we'll go round, round, round 'til we don't know how we feel
And it's OK not to be real
Into the oblivion, let's steal
Into the oblivion, let's steal
Credits
Writer(s): Aimee Beyers
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