Texty: The Quelle Source. Caloyer.

:
Oh no
I can't help but feeling all left out
And here it comes
the ship that carries all my ghost nights off

Off
Off

Not now
No, no, the ceiling it can't go
Don't talk
I won't speak but surely I will know

I'll still
know
Know

Flying 'round
Flying in and kicking my head out
Tell me
what have I got swimming inside me

I've gone
i've gone and lost the inside of me
I don't
I don't want to throw up both my hands
But I am learning too
slow
Slow

So empty the net
and see what's the catch