Butterfingers from Singularities (album) by Radio Ghosts

Walking down any street voices around me say
Look at the state of him, better keep out the way
I just want to belong
But I just get it all wrong
And everywhere I go, they call my name

Butterfingers
Butterfingers

Don’t get too close to me you might end up the same
Gawky and awkward and tripped up by your own shame
You’ll find you’ve been imbued
With my ineptitude
And everywhere you go you’ll hear my name

Butterfingers (Watch out, here he comes)
Butterfingers (He’s all buttery fingers and thumbs)

I dreamed I was a butterfly sipping nectar from your eye
When I awoke the spell was broken, you were gone

• Alternative
• ScottishIndie
• lyrical
• melodic
• noisy-pop
• weirdness
• United Kingdom