Lavender Songtext
von Noah Floersch

D′ya ever lay in a bed of flowers
Clouds above your head
Feelin' like your′re dead
It's nice

D'ya ever stare at the sun
So you can feel something for once
But your eyes hurt when you′re done
It′s nice

Oh lavender
Mini skirt
And some boots you'd use to make yourself look taller
That′s the diary
Of a twenty-something
Who wishes she was back in twenty sixteen
Twenty sixteen, baby


D'ya ever lay in your bed for hours
Wishin′ you could fly
Well it might be worth a try sometimes, mmm
I'd get jealous of birds
They seem so free
Seems like they′re making fun of me
I hear them sing sometimes

Oh lavender
Mini skirt
And some boots you'd use to make yourself look taller
That's the diary
Of a twenty-something
Who wishes she was back in twenty sixteen
Twenty sixteen, baby


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