Spoon - Held lyrics
[Spoon - Held lyrics]
I let myself be held, yeah
Like a big old baby
And I surrender
Mmm, to your charity, whoa
I let the jets fly
Not wishing for
Their destruction
Orange and black
In a perfect blue sky
I lay back in the tall grass
I let the ants cover me
For the first time in my life
I am moving away
Moving away, moving away
Moving away from
Within the reach of me
All the while being held like a
Like a, like a big old
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