Owen Ardell - Sunbeam Lyrics

Surely dreams can be better
Run it through my hardware
Feeling out of place but mellow
The warmth of the tape hiss
Feeling like a sunbeam cutting through a living room
Elevated talk, couple bones between my lips
Bubbles in my brain stuck like cement
But everybody dies in the end
Flying like a jet plane underneath another place
I didn't really like you anyways
You got a needle your arm now
Feeling like a sunbeam cutting through a living room

I didn't really like you anyways
You got a needle in your arm now
Feeling like a sunbeam cutting through a living room
Bubbles in my brain stuck like cement
But everybody dies in the end