LUNGS BURN

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 me 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 Burn baby What have I got to do? Clear to you Clear to you Burn baby, what have I got to do?