Shelley

♪ 'Cause all I get is a little bit ♪

♪ A little bit of greed ♪

♪ And floundering on my plate ♪

♪ You know it's a flight to the brightest ♪

♪ Out of sight ♪

♪ I'm singing like a bad sad ♪

♪ That's why I'm so ♪

♪ Open and streaky ♪

♪ But I can't calm ♪

♪ No, I'm not ♪

♪ Traveling planes ♪

♪ Going street fights ♪

♪ I'm living in space ♪

♪ I've been hearing rivers ♪

♪ I've been sounds of roads ♪

♪ Rushing us ♪

♪ I've been waves as they come ♪

♪ And land on those poor lips ♪

♪ That's another plan ♪

♪ That's what traveling on the plate is ♪

There's four parts of us born in the sun

Five parts of three equals one, so take one bit, anything

And I'm not for a daughter, and I ain't not for a son

I'm a rocker in the face, baby

I was like the rebel on the fly, and this is what we became

I sent an arrow that we ***** from, a bullet in tank

Because it wound to the beat of me, or you'll drown for forever