LUNGS BURN

Woo, woo

Fall through time
Like a cinematic future sign
We show up to talk about it
(Next up we) talk about it
(Never wanna make) plans about it
(Next up we) talk about it
(Never wanna make) plans about it

I can feel it in my bones
Things are getting pretty cold
Boy across me, got no soul
(And he's on the phone)
Everyone is at the door
Artist with the next big smash
Happy and I've got no cash

What have I got to do?
Making all this clear to you
Scream until, our lungs
Burn, baby
What have I got to do?
Making all this clear to you
Scream until, our lungs
Burn, baby

All fades by
Scheduled conversations, down the line
In the cards, we think about it

I've been feeling pretty bold
Can't you see we're all just clones?
Girl across lost control
(And she's on the phone)
Everyone is at the door
Waiting for the next big show
Happy but their friends don't know

What have I got to do?
Making all this clear to you
Scream until, our lungs
Burn, baby
What have I got to do?
Making all this clear to you
Scream until, our lungs
Burn, baby

What have I got to do?
All this clear to you
What have I got to do?
Clear to you
Clear to you
Burn, baby
What have I got to do?