You used up all the air
You exhausted oxygen supplies
And you're cold when you're weightless
You used up all your time
It seems you've ruined this exercise
And you're cold when you're weightless
You've got sweet sounds
Coming from your head somehow
You gotta cool down
Gotta get your head in the clouds
Sweet sounds
Coming from your head somehow
Cool down
Gotta get your head in the clouds, the clouds, the clouds
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Sometimes the truth hurts
Sometimes it sets you free
Sometimes you can't see
The future till you're asleep
Sometimes the truth hurts
Sometimes it sets you free
Sometimes you can't see
The future till you're asleep
You're not, not stupid, we're just lucid, so let's turn this city on
You're not, not stupid, we're just lucid, so let's turn this city on
Let's turn this city on
Let's turn this city on
Shortstraw - Oxygen Supply Lyrics
Shortstraw - Oxygen Supply Lyrics
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You used up all the air
You exhausted oxygen supplies
And you're cold when you're weightless
You used up all your time
It seems you've ruined this exercise
And you're cold when you're weightless
You've got sweet sounds
Coming from your head somehow
You gotta cool down
Gotta get your head in the clouds
Sweet sounds
Coming from your head somehow
Cool down
Gotta get your head in the clouds, the clouds, the clouds
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Sometimes the truth hurts
Sometimes it sets you free
Sometimes you can't see
The future till you're asleep
Sometimes the truth hurts
Sometimes it sets you free
Sometimes you can't see
The future till you're asleep
You're not, not stupid, we're just lucid, so let's turn this city on
You're not, not stupid, we're just lucid, so let's turn this city on
Let's turn this city on
Let's turn this city on
You exhausted oxygen supplies
And you're cold when you're weightless
You used up all your time
It seems you've ruined this exercise
And you're cold when you're weightless
You've got sweet sounds
Coming from your head somehow
You gotta cool down
Gotta get your head in the clouds
Sweet sounds
Coming from your head somehow
Cool down
Gotta get your head in the clouds, the clouds, the clouds
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Sometimes the truth hurts
Sometimes it sets you free
Sometimes you can't see
The future till you're asleep
Sometimes the truth hurts
Sometimes it sets you free
Sometimes you can't see
The future till you're asleep
You're not, not stupid, we're just lucid, so let's turn this city on
You're not, not stupid, we're just lucid, so let's turn this city on
Let's turn this city on
Let's turn this city on
Writer: RUSSELL GRANT COWARD, GAD DE COMBES, THOMAS JAMES REVINGTON, JAKE RUBINSTEIN, ALASTAIR LESLIE THOMAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Performed By: Shortstraw
Length: 3:26
Written by: RUSSELL GRANT COWARD, GAD DE COMBES, THOMAS JAMES REVINGTON, JAKE RUBINSTEIN, ALASTAIR LESLIE THOMAS