Bees Video (MV)

All the bees are dying at my feet
Crawling round cause they can't find the queen
And I am in the high rise buzzing sweet
Hovering

I am humming high above the ridge
Looking down on your trail of spit
Following like honey to your lips
Quivering
Ooh, shoot me the moon down
Ooh, shoot me the moon down

Pollen in your teeth
Sweet drunk and beastly
Clover and white heat
You got the latchkey
How do you haunt me
When you can't catch me

Silent as the colony's collapse
Sleep it off, learn how to adapt
Melting down your cities made of wax
Flickering
Ooh, wrestle the moon down
Ooh, wrestle the moon down