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

f*ck 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?

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