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Dessa - Life on Land Lyrics



Dessa - Life on Land Lyrics
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Flip a coin, flip a car
I don't care where we are
The picture and the sound won't synch
And some things time can't fix
I'm built for nights like this
Don't mean I'm proud of it

And the rose in my teeth
Was a pin so it seems
You pull it and brace to blast
Get ready for the bang and flash
Alright, just one last dance
Make it fast

I know
How the tide pulls deep
Eyes open
But the mind's asleep
Flash frozen
In the driver's seat
Lights and motion
But they're lost on me

There's a dozen selves inside you
Tryna be the one to run the dials
And some aren't even on your side
When the hunger comes and finds you
Only code it knows is rote survival
You'll do the rest in your spare time
Tryna get that universal feeling
In an invite-only private room
Guess the ring came off in the glove
Looks like you pawned the silver lining
Around the cloud that follows you
Guess that good old push came to shove

I know
How the tide pulls deep
Eyes open
But the mind's asleep
Flash frozen
In the driver's seat
Lights and motion
But they're lost on me

Out in the water
You can't touch bottom
It pulls you farther
Life on land forgotten

(The world turns over)
(I'm pulled under)
(Stone cold sober)
(But I feel nothing)

The world turns over
I'm pulled under
Stone cold sober
But I feel nothing

I'm just a girl
In the body of a boy
In the belly of a whale
You can't be sure
This far from shore
Which winds prevail

I know
How the tide pulls deep
Eyes open
But the mind's asleep
Flash frozen
In the driver's seat
Lights and motion
But they're lost on me

Out in the water
You can't touch bottom
It pulls you farther
Life on land forgotten

I'm just a girl
In the body of a boy
It pulls you farther
You can't be sure
This far from shore
Dry land forgotten

Flip a coin, flip a car
I don't care where we are
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Flip a coin, flip a car
I don't care where we are
The picture and the sound won't synch
And some things time can't fix
I'm built for nights like this
Don't mean I'm proud of it

And the rose in my teeth
Was a pin so it seems
You pull it and brace to blast
Get ready for the bang and flash
Alright, just one last dance
Make it fast

I know
How the tide pulls deep
Eyes open
But the mind's asleep
Flash frozen
In the driver's seat
Lights and motion
But they're lost on me

There's a dozen selves inside you
Tryna be the one to run the dials
And some aren't even on your side
When the hunger comes and finds you
Only code it knows is rote survival
You'll do the rest in your spare time
Tryna get that universal feeling
In an invite-only private room
Guess the ring came off in the glove
Looks like you pawned the silver lining
Around the cloud that follows you
Guess that good old push came to shove

I know
How the tide pulls deep
Eyes open
But the mind's asleep
Flash frozen
In the driver's seat
Lights and motion
But they're lost on me

Out in the water
You can't touch bottom
It pulls you farther
Life on land forgotten

(The world turns over)
(I'm pulled under)
(Stone cold sober)
(But I feel nothing)

The world turns over
I'm pulled under
Stone cold sober
But I feel nothing

I'm just a girl
In the body of a boy
In the belly of a whale
You can't be sure
This far from shore
Which winds prevail

I know
How the tide pulls deep
Eyes open
But the mind's asleep
Flash frozen
In the driver's seat
Lights and motion
But they're lost on me

Out in the water
You can't touch bottom
It pulls you farther
Life on land forgotten

I'm just a girl
In the body of a boy
It pulls you farther
You can't be sure
This far from shore
Dry land forgotten

Flip a coin, flip a car
I don't care where we are
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Writer: Aaron Matthew Mader, Andrew Egan Thompson, Dessa Margret Wander
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.

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