3.Counting To Sleep
Lyricist：Wallis Bird
Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, consequence can bear resemblance
To a swinging door, the way I'm acting is ridiculous
Like a dog in heat following and sniffing your tail
What is wrong with me？ I know, I know
'Cause you're a delicate feather that swings in the air
It's a vision I carousel, sorry if I stare
And I have to be careful, you're a bubble in my hand
So we stole a car for some release
But we didn't get far 'cause I couldn't drive
And I made up words, for some release
'Cause all we could say was gibberish slurs
And I distanced myself for some release
Then developed my love for you when I couldn't sleep
Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, the times I couldn't breathe
When I kissed you wanting more and more
I never felt this way before, really something new
Or really something deliciously dangerous
And it's only you, but you're wild, you're wild
'Cause you're a delicate feather that swings in the air
It's a vision I carousel, sorry if I stare
And I have to be careful, you're a bubble in my hand
So we stole a car for some release
But we didn't get far 'cause I couldn't drive
And I made up words for some release
'Cause all we could say was gibberish slurs
And I distanced myself for some release
Then developed my love for you when I couldn't sleep
Uh whoa, uh whoa
When I couldn't sleep
Uh whoa, uh whoa, uh whoa-oh
When I couldn't sleep at night
When I couldn't sleep at night
When I couldn't sleep at night
When I couldn't sleep at night
When I couldn't sleep at night
When I couldn't sleep at night
When I, when I, when I, when I, I
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