My head is lit I don't ever want to go to bed Your hair is on fire You snuff the blaze Turn to vapour then you float away We got into a bad fight
Later on the bed Later on the bed Later on the bed Later on the bed Later on the bed Later on the bed Later on the bed
My eyes are lungs, I'm a prophet and I speak in tongues I know how you'll die Your sister groans, "are you serpent to the holy throne?" To me she's just a dead spy
Later on the bed Later on the bed Later on the bed Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends
I don't know what you feel like Pushed on the road, stole your gold, you're all rolls and you're laughing now Everything that I own starts to pile up Like bones make the walls of a prison
Later on the bed Later on the bed
I don't ever want to go to bed Stay up for the fight The champ goes down like a clown in the second round I wish we'd had a bad goodbye
Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Lie to all your friends Later on the bed Later on the bed Later on the bed
