Wolf Alice - September November lyrics
[Wolf Alice - September November lyrics]
Dust makes shapes in the air
Pointless thing to pursue
That I'll feel better if my
Beds an inch over there it's change
Change where everything else is the same
You know that you had a
Certain taste I couldn't explain
I'll cut off all my hair and
Wear clothes I couldn't wear
And I dyed it a bloody red and
Let uglier boys into my bed it was change
Change where everything else is the same
You know that you had a
Certain taste I couldn't explain
Better, better, better, better
I'll feel better
Better, better, better, better
I'll feel better
I change my room around and the
Dust made shapes in the air
I cried babier tears for the
Things I found in there and it was strange
Things are never staying the same
Stuff is not to be thrown away
It's not a waste
Better, better, better, better
I'll feel better
Better, better, better, better
I'll feel better