Bikes - Lucy Rose

I fall asleep

In front of the TV

I forget

What I’m thinking

Oh don’t you wanna know

Is it any easier

Is it fineto close your eyes?

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We driving from the backseat

Holding on too tightly

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We driving from the backseat

Holding on too tightly

The colours they merge they scream and shout

Watch my mind

Try and work things out

I think it’s clear

But three days later it’s wrong

Oh I don’t you wanna know

Is it any easier

Oh I don’t you wanna know

Is it fine to close your eyes?

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We driving from the backseat

Holding on too tightly

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We driving from the backseat

Holding on too tightly

The colours they merge they scream and shout

Listen up listen here

Everybody scream out loud

Listen up listen here

Everybody scream out loud

Listen up listen here

Everybody scream out loud

Listen up listen here

Everybody scream now

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We driving from the backseat

Holding on too tightly

We’re going round and round

And up and down

Turning something inside out

We driving from the backseat

Holding on too tightly

We driving from the backseat

Holding on too tightly