Wye Oak
Sight, Flight
So I lick your head on this bedand discover it's my dinnerstill I'm sure if it's just the beforethat you're after then why take my pictureand if we fly it's in the public eyeso make sure everyone knows you're the winnerin rightingin rightingin rightingyourselfso dance around itpretend that you found itstill everyone knows not to answerif you're with me you're with weed and TVand the rest of our three guilty pleasuresand if we fly, kiss half your family goodbyeand split everything right down the centerin rightingin rightingin rightingyourselfin rightingin rightingin rightingyourself
From Letras Mania