Fireflies Testo

Testo Fireflies

Walking through the frosted fields with my tripping friend
He runs until he loses all his oxygen,
and dropping all my contraband
as he turns into a policeman

I see the bright lights up ahead
That's just my friend, heading in
to where the park begins,
and those lights are only fireflies surrounding me.
Fireflies!
Woah.

Fireflies, woah.
Fireflies, watch out.
In the winter.