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Catfish And The Bottlemen

Oxygen

She’s got her own trajectory

It leaves my heart 11 degrees

I feel her eyes reflecting me

I see her lifestyle effecting me

When I go round I lose a night

She tends to obfuscate when it’s Black and White

It’s like she puts love to the back of her mind

Then rips it out again when she’s back at mine

She says “Oxygens overrated! I don’t even need to breath”

She’s got a tank full of highs and I mind that never sleeps

I loved you then, I love you now

So make me laugh for an hour

Then rip me off high as a cloud

Leave that taste in my mouth

She says “Oxygens overrated! I don’t even need to breath”

She’s got a tank full of highs and I mind that never sleeps