Texty: Burial. Ego.

(I don't want to ever regret)
(I don't want to ever regret)
(I don't want to ever regret)

I feel light from my feet
From away you look at me
you open up the universe
yeah I bet you get this all the time

I'll crumble when you touch my wings
But it's okay 'cause I'm that thin
I'm tougher than you think
yeah I bet you get this all the time

And no-hopers
the overwhelms
the sweet-talkers
I bet you bet you get this all the time
I bet they just throw themselves at you

And daydreamers
but go slow cause
the loose-talkers
yeah I bet you get this all the time


you love this
go get this
they're workers
yeah I bet you get this all the time
I bet they just throw themselves at you

Yeah I bet you get this all the time

Can't make this any clearer
I can't make this any simpler
Still passing through my fingers
I bet you get this all the time

Daydreamers
You love it
Sweet talkers
Yeah I bet you get this all the time

I bet they just throw themselves at you