Trampoline

Gravity, gravity it's 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 gravity it's pulling me It's why you get, why you get so close to me Can we call my, my silver storm So the television screaming at the radio Oh my God, The television screaming at the radio! 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 Can we call my, my silver storm So the television screaming at the radio Oh my God, The television screaming at the radio! The television screaming at the radio! And I can't breathe, You are part of thing to me This plastic bag it flew, I'm 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 Can we call my, my silver storm So the television screaming at the radio Oh my God, The television screaming at the radio! Screaming at the radio! The television screaming at the radio!