Something in the Air Songtext
von Lauren Mayberry
Something in the Air Songtext
Crashed into a man on a mission
Hands up in my face
Instead of acting surprised or questioning why
I say, "You′re a little late"
Eye for an eye, X marks the spot
Will I atone for my mistakes?
Am I sobering up, will I be pious enough
And build castles for a saint?
Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone
Go to hell or go home, or you will die on your own
You come up with your stories
Conspiracy theories of why we're all here
Oh, I just want to be someone
Someone who′s happy, but why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Don't want to spend today obsessively wishing
To know what happens next
If you want to believe, then that's your prerogative
I wish you the very best
But there it goes, that funny feeling, reeling me back in
Can′t tell if it′s a blessing or a sin
You come up with your stories
Conspiracy theories of why we're all here
Oh, I just want to be someone
Someone who′s happy, but why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone
Go to hell or go home, or you will die on your own
I just want to be someone
Someone who's happy, but why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
All that static down the megaphone
Too much noise might leave you on your own
All that static down the megaphone
Too much noise might leave you on your own
Hands up in my face
Instead of acting surprised or questioning why
I say, "You′re a little late"
Eye for an eye, X marks the spot
Will I atone for my mistakes?
Am I sobering up, will I be pious enough
And build castles for a saint?
Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone
Go to hell or go home, or you will die on your own
You come up with your stories
Conspiracy theories of why we're all here
Oh, I just want to be someone
Someone who′s happy, but why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Don't want to spend today obsessively wishing
To know what happens next
If you want to believe, then that's your prerogative
I wish you the very best
But there it goes, that funny feeling, reeling me back in
Can′t tell if it′s a blessing or a sin
You come up with your stories
Conspiracy theories of why we're all here
Oh, I just want to be someone
Someone who′s happy, but why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone
Go to hell or go home, or you will die on your own
I just want to be someone
Someone who's happy, but why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
All that static down the megaphone
Too much noise might leave you on your own
All that static down the megaphone
Too much noise might leave you on your own
Writer(s): Lauren Eve Mayberry, Daniel Neil Mcdougall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com