I found a yellow pick on the ground again
I left it on the floor
Right next to the dreams that I've discarded
I keep it in my back pocket
Right next to the zyns
It's giving me the same buzz
I think it's all because
The yellow picks in angel tuning
Give me wings and you can use me
I will be your metaphor
If you show me what life is for
I got a yellow pick in my hand again
It's giving me frequencies
Outside of the compression
Someone turn the blue box off
I wanna hear all my flaws
It's giving me the same buzz
I think it's all because
The yellow picks in angel tuning
Give me wings and you can use me
I will be your metaphor
If you show me what life is for
I'm falling
Will you catch me
I'm calling
Will you answer
I need you
Do you need me too
Or am I just another song
Or am I just another song to you
It's giving me the same buzz
Giving me the same buzz
Giving me the same buzz
I think it's all because
Giving me the same buzz
Giving me the same buzz
Giving me the same buzz
I think it's all because
The yellow picks in angel tuning
Give me wings and you can use me
I will be your metaphor
If you show me what life is for
I'm falling
Will you catch me
I'm calling
Will you answer
I need you
Do you need me too
Or am I just another song
Or am I just another song
Or am I just another song
Or am I just another song to you