What the World Made - Desert Noises

Written by：Patrick Boyer/Tyler Osmond/Brennan Lethbridge/Kyle Henderson/Joshua James

What the world made

Was a sharp pain

Like a dust taste

If only we could tear away

The old paint

Make it all blank

Would your heart sink

Louder than the rhythm of your soul

Who belongs

To get lost

Who's a thought

Man I really lost it

When you found him

At the mall when

I was jumping at the chains to make'a

Living

Gets me screaming

Cataleded

Man he's got to be a stone

Who belongs

To get lost

Who's a thought

How does this dreamlight

A book on tape and

If we keep the opaque

I could cover you always

And I might escape but

You owe me nothing

If we take some blame

We could throw this paint on the wall

And find out where we belong

I know you got your reasons

With the seasons

But please Jeb

I don't want to pick up all the pieces

Where your head spins

Where you listen

Man you gotta have some soul

Who belongs

To get lost

Who's a thought

How does this dreamlight

A book on tape and

If we keep the opaque

I could cover you always

And I might escape but

You owe me nothing

If we take some blame

We could throw this paint on the wall

And find out where we belong

Cause what the world made

Cause what the world made

Cause what the world made

Cause what the world made

Cause what the world made