Turn to Dust - Wolf Alice

Keep your beady eyes on me

To make sure I don’t turn to DUST

If you’re resenting mine,

Then my mind lives in fear

And deep in this voice there’s a dirty British sea

Keep your beady eyes on me

To make sure I don’t turn to DUST

There’s a path to make that lead,

and paths when I get scared,

and a path to try likely with the clouds beneath my feet