Lyrics

Aha, aha, aha, aha Foot on the ground Sky falling down Stifle the sound Volume unbound Scent of myself Toll of the bell It's not a crisis So much detail Aha, aha, aha, aha Turn it around The seed in the ground A vowel or a noun Addicted to sound Battle of will, it's only a drill I don't have to save myself Put the books on the shelve No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say With your foot on the ground I can turn it around When we go to the sound And I'm not coming down No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say With your foot on the ground I can turn it around When we go to the sound And I'm not coming down A temper not to tame Finish left unframed Wood that's stripped of stain Leveling the plane Don't want them to know Choke on weeds that grow Catch her in the flow The sand will stop the flow No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say With your foot on the ground I can turn it around When we go to the sound And I'm not coming down Aha, aha, aha, aha No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say No matter what you say With your foot on the ground I can turn it around When we go to the sound And I'm not coming down Aha, aha, aha, aha...