Young Culture - Hum

Pressed pause in the middle of life
Got caught up, we should click rewind
Look at what we've been through this year, ooh yeah

In the kitchen, smoking cigarettes
See a ballerina silhouette
Dancing around to Britney Spears
And maybe it's toxic, but you're all that I want

Oh, I'm so high off the feeling
Boy, I swear that I could touch the Sun
No, I don't think it's ironic
That you sound like my favorite song
I'm only humming along with you

Kick-off your shoes and stay in bed
You live rent-free inside my head
Sink underneath and get lost in the bedsheets

I'll wear your shirt and play the number ones
You do your make up and hum along
You're my eyes and I'll be your ears
Take a ride, come inside, it's clear

Oh, I'm so high off the feeling
Boy, I swear that I could touch the Sun
No, I don't think it's ironic
That you sound like my favorite song
I'm only humming along with you

Oh, I've discovered all your wonder sharing earphones on the train
I'm covered in the color that you painted in my brain

Oh, I'm so high off the feeling
Boy, I swear that I could touch the Sun
No, I don't think it's ironic
That you sound like my favorite song
I'm only humming along with you
(Take a ride, come inside, it's clear)
(Take a ride, come inside, it's clear)

Oh, don't you think it's iconic
That you sound like my favorite song
I'm always humming along with you