Oxygen

Catfish And The Bottlemen 5 0 156 0
She’s got her own trajectory It leaves my heart 11 degrees I feel her eyes reflecting me I see her lifestyle effecting me When I go round I lose a night She tends to obfuscate when it’s Black and White It’s like she puts love to the back of her mind Then rips it out again when she’s back at mine She says “Oxygens overrated! I don’t even need to breath” She’s got a tank full of highs and I mind that never sleeps I loved you then, I love you now So make me laugh for an hour Then rip me off high as a cloud Leave that taste in my mouth She says “Oxygens overrated! I don’t even need to breath” She’s got a tank full of highs and I mind that never sleeps