Ignite Me

Empty bottles everywhere
I was dancing in the kitchen
Lights flicker on the pioneer
We race to the coup
A train with no view
Incased in space
A surface to embrace
The waste of Waterloo

Ignite me

In the queue a sea of high heels and iPhones
Pushing to the front, moths to the blue light
Midnight feels like butterflies trying to be free
Let me see your ID
(I swear I'm eighteen)

I need something to ignite me
Ignite me
Ignite me

Always floating round, like a cigarette rolling over
Dance floors, black rooms, long queues in the cold
And whatever happens
Wherever this may go
We're staying out 'til the sunrise, sunrise

I'm inside, sole of my shoes are sticky, sweaty, breathy
All of life is here
In the bathroom queue my phones on two percent
A text saying "already went", well
Boys in groups and girls in hoops made for each other
Well I'm just trying to drown them out
Answer your phone and tell your girlfriend you're coming home

Strobe lights, wide eyed
I heard about a third room
Following smoke, I'm out with this bloke
And theres this door
And they ask him what it's for
And he's like "you're too fragile tonight
You must not see"

But I need something to ignite me
Ignite me
Ignite me

Always floating round, like a cigarette rolling over
Dance floors, black rooms, long queues in the cold
And whatever happens
Wherever this may go
We're staying out 'til the sunrise, sunrise
And whatever happens
Wherever this may go
We're staying out 'til the sunrise, the sunrise
(Always floating round, like a cigarette rolling over)

In the queue a sea of high heels and iPhones
Pushing to the front, moths to the blue light
Midnight feels like butterflies trying to be free
Butterflies trying to be free
Butterflies trying to be free
Butterflies trying to be free
Butterflies trying to be free

Always floating round, like a cigarette rolling over