Royal Teeth - Kids Conspire Тексты

The kids conspire and leave their bodies on the ground
Their minds get higher and they are never coming down, down
Little girl you gotta do what Simon says
With a crown of clovers on your head
Little boy you gotta be the superman
Can't you see our future's in your hands!

Take me all the way up
Take me all the way up
Take me all the way up
Take me all the way up

The kids conspire
To be explosions in the sky
Their dreams collide
And spread into this heart of mine
Yellow sun you are the fire in my eyes
And tomorrow's wearing on my mind
Yellow bird you are the warning sign I need
And the days are chasing after me

Take me all the way up
Take me all the way up
Take me all the way up
Take me all the way up
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