Trampoline - We The Wild

Gravity, gravity is pulling me

It’s why we get, why we get so lonely

Falling down, falling down the subway

I’m holding you, holding me, the trampoline

Gravity is pulling me

It’s why you get, why you get so close to me

Paint it gold my, my silver soul

The television screaming at the radio

Oh my God, the chemicals

The television screaming at the radio (radio-o-o)

The television screaming at the radio

Follow me, follow me my sixteen

Follow me, follow me, my everything

You’re falling from, falling from the hard ropes

You can hope and you can jump on your trampoline

Paint it gold my, my silver soul

The television screaming at the radio

Oh my God, the chemicals

The television screaming at the radio (radio-o-o)

The television screaming at the radio

And I can’t breathe too

You are part of thing to me

This plastic bag it flew

Out of love with you

And I can’t breathe

You are part of thing to me

This paper house it grew

Out of love with you

I’m out of love with you

Paint it gold my, my silver soul

So the television screaming at the radio

Oh my God, the chemicals

The television screaming at the radio (radio-o-o)

Screaming at the radio

The television screaming at the radio!