Turn to Dust - Wolf Alice

Keep your beady eyes on me

To make sure I don't turn to dust

If fear is in the mind

Then my mind lives in fear

As deep in this voice then a dirty British sea

Keep your beady eyes on me

To make sure I don't turn to dust

There's paths to make that be

And paths where I get scared

And paths to thread lightly with the clouds beneath my feet

Oooh

And the light keep falling the blinds are dancing with everyone

It's just so passive tiny hands with everyone

Oooh

Keep your beady eyes on me

To make sure I don't turn to dust