Foals - Inhaler (Tom Vek's Wheezemix)

Sticks and stones don't break my bones, you make believe It's lock and load, it's a dead end road to you and me You know what's to go, I'm strict for soul I make believe And I'm off the rent, I haven't spent, I guarantee So can you not go away If just for one day Uh-uh-uh Impossible, possible way How would you do know How'd you do now? Run away War sounds in you Don't throw your fortune away And I can't get enough Space, space, space Get enough space I'm pale and coy I'm a mamma's boy, I make believe I shimmy-shake, I wake and bake, I'm over me I lost the beat, I can not breathe Don't follow me You push and shove, I've had enough, You best believe So can you not go away If just for one day Uh-uh-uh Impossible, possible way How would you do know How'd you do now? Run away War sounds in you Don't throw your fortune away And I can't get enough Space, I can't Get enough space Space