Lipstereo - Little Spaceships

Little spaceships flying over the station
Little spaceships flying o'er
Where you flying to?
I'm a flyer too
Little spaceships flying over the station
Little spaceships flying o'er
Where you flying to?
I'm a flyer too
All directions haunted by mistakes
I hit the gas I should've hit the brakes
So I go to war
What I'm fighting for?
Little spaceships flying over the station
Little spaceships flying o'er
Where you flying to?
I'm a flyer too
Little spaceships flying over the station
Little spaceships flying o'er
Where you flying to?
I'm a flyer too
A dear old friend and me, yeah, we lock eyes
I'm ignored or I'm not recognised
So I go to war
What I'm fighting for?
Little spaceships flying over the station
Little spaceships flying o'er
Where you flying to?
I'm a flyer too
Little spaceships flying over the station
Little spaceships flying o'er
Where you flying to?
I'm a flyer too
Look at stickers of bands gone by
They're falling out the radar until they fly
Miss America you're too shy
To try it out in public until you're high
Look at stickers of bands gone by
They're falling out the radar and then they'll die
Miss America you're too shy
To try it out in public until you're high
You're talking sense
Oh so slowly
I can't bear to look away
You're talking sense
Why so angry?
I can't hear a thing you say

Written by:
Andrew Stainsby, Jesse Porter, Ned Simm, Samuel Stranges, Tage Hosking-Gregory

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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