Lucy Rose - Bikes

I fall asleep, infront of the T.V.
So I forget what i'm thinking.
And oh don't you wanna know, is it any easier.
Oh don't you wanna know, is it fun to close your eyes?

Were going round and round and up and and down,
turning something inside out.
Were driving from the backseat, holding on to tightly
Were going round and round and up and and down,
turning something inside out.
Were driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
The colours they merge the scream and shout.

I watch my mind try and work things out,
i think its clear.
But three days later its wrong.

And oh don't you wanna know, is it any easier.
Oh don't you wanna know, is it fun to close your eyes?
Were going round and round and up and and down,
turning something inside out.
Were driving from the backseat, holding on to tightly
Were going round and round and up and and down,
turning something inside out.
Were driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
The colours they merge they scream they shout.

Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out loud.
Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out loud.
Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out loud.
Listen up, listen hear everybody scream out.

Were going round and round and up and and down,
turning something inside out.
Were driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
Were going round and round and up and and down,
turning something inside out.
Were driving from the backseat, holding on too tightly.
The colours they merge they scream and shout