Glass Deers - Braids

I found my place in the wishing well

I found my place not feeling well

Now I’m at such great heights here

Now look at me, my dear

Oh, I’m fucked up

Oh, I’m fucked up

Oh, I’m fucked up

Oh, I’m fucked up

I found my place in the wishing well

I found my place not feeling well

Now I’m at such great heights here

Now look at me, my dear

Oh, I’m fucked up

Oh, I’m fucked up

Oh, I’m fucked up

Oh, I’m fucked up

Here, just right here

And it’s all ah

Here, just right here

And it’s all, ah

Oh

Oh

And it’s background

Describing my house

'Cause God knows

God knows what I do best

And it’s background

It’s been upset

'Cause I know

I know what makes a man

So, I

Shoot you