It'S The Magic
Lip Critic
4:27Oh man like oh man And you could have the whole world in your hands Oh man like oh man And is it really more that or lesser than Press it underneath the glass focus up the lens Shake my tail in the box well that you know I'm in And if I'm living in the tines with a resonance Or I'm floating in the woods for the hell of it I want To fall in love with With this life Oh but it's not enough And I've been So un-fun Sold my bike Bank the funds Called you on the phone that night you couldn't recognize my voice Night folds up in the sky and the wrath snuffs out of my joints Pull back send me back to heaven with a god slap I need something bigger headless feeling leave the roots tapped Playing table tennis with my spirit body in the cloud maps Bones out bouncing off the trees and the snow caps Flying Weightless Like the sun and the moon But it's my forte To not feel ageless Oh it's so hard To say this And I know its just that thing I can't admit to myself I got an appetite that grows until I eat the pants off the belt And why do you wanna ask me you already know it so well It's not the fans keeping you up when you're trying to sleep at the hotel But the fear You don't get to go back At the end Of this lap I want To fall in love with With this life Oh but it's not enough And I've been Oh so un-fun Sold my bike And bank the funds