Busy Bees

I heart metal
I heart wine
More so when theyre combinedThe wood that scares me
Saved my life
Lesson learned after twiceThe trees are blinking bright
I shake in the rhythmic light
Never felt anything like
The cold of these empty spacesFog from bottles
End of light
Dont start making gears grindThe back road findings
Could change my mind
Busy bees dont really flyIf I could just slow down
And scribble on missing pages
Who would I write it for
And who would write it for me
For me
For me nowSome people wait just for a little bit
Why cant I wait just for a little bit?The trees are blinking bright
I shake in the rhythmic light
Never felt anything like
The cold of these empty spacesIf I could just slow down
And scribble on missing pages
Who would I write it for
And who would write it for me
For me
For me nowSome people wait just for a little bit
Why cant I wait for a little bit?Some people wait just for a little bit
Some people wait just for a little bit
Some people wait just for a little bit
Why cant I wait for a little bit?