Could it be?
Now you sleep,
Next to me,
And it feels
Higher, higher, higher...
Like the birds,
And the bees,
Trading sin,
For a sin,
Higher, higher, higher...
Some might say that I’m hard to explain,
Because I
Treasure your pressure,
Forcing me out of the silence,
And when you say
"Come on, boy, who's next to annoy?"
Oh my god,
Where'd you come from?
Just when I needed some guidance,
Chained together,
Two cannonballs,
It's us against the world,
Oh.
Freedom,
Freedom.
Some might say that I’m easy to play because I’m
Always so gentle,
Self-destructively helpful.
But then you say
"Come on boy, who's next to avoid?"
How'd you make it so simple, how?
Just because it's THAT simple!
Big-ass smile,
It's our battle horn,
It's us against the world,
Oh.
Could it be?
Now you sleep,
Next to me,
And it feels
Higher, higher, higher...
Freedom,
Freedom.
Chained together,
Two cannonballs,
It's us against the world.