Dusty is my game today, dusty is my soul I’m a big boy, in a broken hole Headed for the trees I did, I never made it far I’m like a colourful, half working car
Yeah my brakes don’t work My eyes can’t see I’m a broken mess without you next to me
Can I take you there? Can I be the one? Can I show you how? Then we’ll go on the run (headed for the trees)
Love it when you call my name Shouting from the field (hey spring king!) I’m a waiting for a signal girl Writing out my story book, every page is gloom I’m like a dog on the most magic shroom
Can I take you there? Can I be the one? Can I show you how? Then we’ll go on the run (headed for the trees)
Yeah my brakes don’t work My eyes can’t see I’m a broken mess without you next to me
