歌词
Look at the print of your lips on a cheek
We gather in the middle
I need a team, you need some envy
To fuck it up
Under my skin it's full of bandage
My breath makes birds fall
There's no grass, looking for grip
I have to push myself in
Why you why you
Why you why you
My head is in a pool of fish, I can't distinguish
Why you why you
Why you why you
The one with the golden skin, makes me blink
Why you why you
Why you why you
Your tail against my lips, it's going to itch
Why you why you
Why you why you
And even if I crush your head, you're still there
I'm drawing the shape of the back of my head
Automated handling
I tighten my muscles, a white shuffle
I dance on it
Give in to the sun, the bubbling heat
The mesmerising beach
I need to let it grow, cause I know
I have to push myself in
Why you why you
Why you why you
My head is in a pool of fish, I can't distinguish
Why you why you
Why you why you
The one with the golden skin, makes me blink
Why you why you
Why you why you
Your tail against my lips, it's going to itch
Why you why you
Why you why you
And even if I crush your head, you're still there
Written by: Kick Kluiving, Sem Egter van Wissekerke, Thomas Geleijnse
