Talking through your phone
You always feel alone
As if a charm had grown, stuck in your backbone
Talking to your ghosts, you become the host
And they sing along of all he did wrong
Reading through the bones, burning up your owns
You must pay the price for magical advice
Oluwikonok
Talking through your phone
You always feel alone
As if a charm had grown, stuck in your backbone
Talking to your ghosts, you become the host
And they sing along of all he did wrong
Reading through the bones, burning up your owns
You must pay the price for magical advice
Colour up your hair, decorate your face
Try to make it up as your heart got stuck
Make yourself high, have your best life
As you forget that we even met
Cast your spell high, have the best night
Had you forgot that we even met?
Tan eci kiwaciyin woliw-te mihqitahamiyin
Mecimi-tehc kwicewol
Talking through your phone
You always feel alone
As if a charm had grown, stuck in your backbone
Talking to your ghosts, you become the host
And they sing along of all he did wrong
Reading through the bones, burning up your owns
You must pay the price for magical advice
Colour up your hair, decorate your face
Try to make it up as your heart got stuck
Make yourself high, have your best life
As you forget that we even met
Cast your spell high, have the best night
Had you forgot that we even met?