How I used to hike along the shore
Take me back to where I was before
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
I'm afraid of the chances I won't take
On a scale of 1 to 10 it's 9.8
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
There might be light
All through the night
I might get used to it sometime
I might get up
Oh my god
I made up stories to make up my mind
And fall for it when my mind is right
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
I am tired of the mails that I receive
My entire love belongs to you, oh my delete
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh
There might be light
All through the night
I might get used to it sometime
There might be light
All through the night
I might get used to it sometime
There might be light
All through the night
I might get used to it sometime
I might get up
Oh my god
