Lydia Ainsworth - Malachite lyrics

[Verse 1] The red car is the one The one that goes all on its own Just pull it back Watch it race across the floor I marked a black cross With the heel of my mother's shoe I won't tell a soul Blame it on the man this afternoon [Chorus] The Internet is dead The Internet is gone It can't get you here The Internet is dead The Internet is gone Apple blossom don't you fear [Verse 2] I found a stone out on the lawn Shining black with veins of green On a hunt for ancient bones Turned up something strange indeed At three 3PM sharp My arms will slowly rise Best not to fight it Here's to coming home alive [Chorus]