Eh, eh eh
Ooh, ooh
Eh, eh eh
Ooh, ooh

Eh, eh eh
Ooh, ooh

I, I've been thinking, I've been thinking
I, I could leave the world today
Everybody dies, we appoint their eyes and we dance like angels do
Writing out your name, little shapes that feign some knowledge of you

And you never get sad
And you' never get sick
And you never get weak, we're deep
In the belly of the beat, yeah!

I, I've been thinking, I've been thinking
I, I could leave the world today
Everybody dies, we cut out their eyes and we dance like angels do
Writing out a name, little words that feign some knowledge of you

And you never get sad
And you' never get sick
And you never get weak, we're deep
In the belly of the beat, yeah!

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Writer(s): Claire Elise Boucher