Fumes - All Saints, Natalie Appleton, Nicole Appleton

Make something out of nothing

And read it out like I’m on the news

Just feed me temporary loving

And I’ll take it all to get over you

Set off the endorphins

I’d rather not talk and just let it go

Inject you like morphine

I know that it might seem radical

Sucking out the air that you breathe

I take a toke, uh-oh

It’s slow and I forget all ready, mmm yeah

No echoes I’m choking

Can’t breath from the smoke

I inhale the fumes

And they tell the truth

Filled my lungs with you

To escape the room

Teardrops they well from nothing

They come and go with the morning blues

One hundred miles and running

But the signs they all lead back to you

Set off the endorphins

I’d rather not talk and just let it go

Inject you like morphine

I know that it might seem radical

Sucking out the air that you breathe

I take a toke, uh-oh

It’s slow and I forget all ready, mmm yeah

No echoes I’m choking

Can’t breath from the smoke

I inhale the fumes

And they tell the truth

Filled my lungs with you

To escape the room

I inhale the fumes

I inhale the fumes

I inhale the fumes

I inhale the fumes

Make something out of nothing

And it’s all kicked out with the morning dew