Bryce Moorhead - Low lyrics

Old folks have the best view here Grids with gra** and tin roof glare Victory dance when no-one's won Pension dreams have come undone Ohh ohh tell me what it's worth Yeah what it's worth Ohh ohh tell me what it's worth Yeah what it's worth Every morning there's a halo Hanging from a thread Every morning there's a halo Hanging from a thread Call - response as egos flair Bitumen reflects a stare Tiny king lays down a house I'm just coming up here for air I'm just coming up here for air Ohh ohh tell me what it's worth Yeah what it's worth Ohh ohh tell me what it's worth Yeah what it's worth Every morning there's a halo Hanging from a thread Every morning there's a halo Hanging from a thread So low Low So low Low Low