Peter McPoland
Dead Air
[Verse 1]
Oh my god, my stomach flipped again
Oh shit, my face is turning red
I taste where my lips bled
From mouthing all that's in my head
I thought that I would dream of you by now

[Chorus]
And if I stare long enough
Is that dead air? Or is it love, love, love?

[Verse 2]
What's that face staring at me for
Son of god, or just a lying whore
Take these thoughts and carve the others out
Baby take my thoughts and carve the others out

[Verse 3]
Cause maybe in the morning, the sun won't shine
Maybe in the morning, my lungs won't rise
If I believe in something, it's nothing nice
But I beliеve in falling in love

[Outro]
Yes I bеlieve in falling in love
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
Falling in love
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
Falling back in love
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
Falling back in love
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
I'm falling back in love