Busy Bees Lyrics

I heart metal

I heart wine

More so when they're combined

The wood that scares me

Saved my life

Lesson learned after twice

The trees are blinking bright

I shake in the red with light

I've never felt anything like

The cold of these empty spaces

Fuck the models

End of light

Don't start making gears grind

The back-road findings

Could change my mind

Busy bees don't really fly

If I could just slow down

And scribble on missing pages

Who would I write it for?

And who would write it for, me?

For, me

For, me

Now

Some people wait just for a little bit

Why can't I wait just for a little bit?

The trees are blinking bright

I shake in the red with light

I've never felt anything like

The cold of these empty spaces

If I could just slow down

And scribble on missing pages

Who would I write it for?

And who would write it for, me?

For, me

For, me

Now

Some people wait just for a little bit

Why can't I wait just for a little bit?

Some people wait just for a little bit

Some people wait just for a little bit

Some people wait just for a little bit

Why can't I wait just for a little bit?