Inhaler - Foals, Tom Vek

Sticks and stones

Don’t break my bones

They’re make-believe

It’s lock 'n' load

It’s a dead end road

For you and me

And I’m rusted gold

I’m stripped and sold

I’m make believe

And I’m up for rent

My head is spent

I guarantee

So can you not go away?

If just for one day?

Oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh

Impossible, possible

How d’you feel now?

How d’you feel now in a war?

War sends out for you

And throw your fortune away

And I can’t get enough space

Space

Space

Get enough space

I’m pale and coy

A momma’s boy

I’m make believe

I shimmy-shake

I wake 'n' bake

I’m over me

My lungs defeat

I cannot breathe

Don’t follow me

And you push and shove

I’ve had enough

You best believe

So can you not go away?

If just for one day?

Oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-ooh

Impossible, possible

How d’you feel now?

How d’you feel now in a war?

War sends out for you

Throw your fortune away

And I can’t get enough space

Space

I can’t get enough space

Space

Can’t get enough space

Can’t get enough

Space