Bug Song

It's too hot in Berlin and the windows let in all the bugs

they're buzzing around trying shove their way in all the lights

Somebody told me at night the people can be a real sight

Talked to the bouncers they only let in ladybugs

The dress code is clueless so the worms hide inside with the slugs

If you can get in tonight, look for techno butterflies, but make sure to not fly too high

Make sure to not fly too high

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I feel older than I’m meant to be

always tryna stay inside cause I’m a busy bee

Collecting clovers, lucky little me

But sometimes it feels like these times

I'll ask to rewind when I'm 83

and miss the youth in me

What's there to say to the faces you meet on the streets?

People will say anything just to hear themselves speak

But I like to talk to my dog, she loves a long monologue

Will love me no matter what's wrong

I feel older than I’m meant to be

always tryna stay inside cause I’m a busy bee

Collecting clovers

Lucky little me

But sometimes it feels like these times

I'll ask to rewind when I'm 83

and miss the youth in me

What do you call yourself?

Walking into new rooms?

I think I know myself

But I'm shaking to share that with you

When the grass is too tall and the air is too thick

Can you speak to it all

How we'll end up like this?

With the youth in our eyes

Looking back we rewind

When we were 20 for the last time

Written by Ava Ashlynn

Produced by mTwenty