Bedhead Badhead - Super 8 Lyrics

Creatures crawl beneath carrion vultures
While we're consumed by hypothetical futures
Everything crumbles, everyone's useless
The evening falls to heal my bruises

Streetlights in vivid violet
No harm sharing lifts with strangers
Denim jackets, fringe grip heaven
What a curfew, it's quiet out here

We feel like kids in super 8
Caught in a rush to investigate
Flashlights en garde your hand on mine
A couple decades back in time

We feel like kids in super 8
A plainwreck somehow caught on tape
We're escorted by les étoiles
Headlights set out into the dark

Yearbooks stacked inside my locker
Password numbers put away the jokers

Streetlights in vivid violet
No harm sharing lifts with strangers
Denim jackets, fringe grip heaven
What a curfew, it's quiet out here

Watching home videos in the attic
Hiding like bats in the basement
Wearing shabby caps for surveillance
Ready to runaway from home

We have everything we need
It's all right here when our eyes meet
Our analog sins, our analog dreams
(It's all right here when our eyes meet)
We have everything we need
It's all right here when our eyes meet
Our analog sins, our analog dreams
(It's all right here when our eyes meet)

We feel like kids in super 8
Caught in a rush to investigate
Flashlights en garde your hand on mine
A couple decades back in time

We feel like kids in super 8
A plainwreck somehow caught on tape
We're escorted by les étoiles
Headlights set out into the dark
Headlights set out into the dark
Headlights set out into the dark