Now it's a holiday
Now it's a holiday

Make a little room, I wanna free up from the vine
I wanna celebrate
Close enough to feel and now it's time to disappear
I wanna celebrate

So I can never feel the cold
I can never feel the cold
I can never feel the cold
I can never feel the cold
Now it's a holiday
Now it's a holiday

Too bright to live, too bright to die
I wanna celebrate
Beauty is built not bought outside and I imagine it

So I can never feel the cold
I can never feel the cold
I can never feel the cold
I can never feel the cold

And I can sail with no direction
And I can sail with no direction
And I can sail with no direction
And I can sail with no direction
And I can sail with no direction

What?

And I can sail with no direction (hey)
And I can sail with no direction (yeah)
I can sail with no direction (hey)
I can sail with no direction
Like it's a holiday

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Writer(s): Brady Ebert, Brendan Yates, Daniel Fang, Franz Lyons, Pat McRory