Текст песни Behold A Queen - Art Thief

Little bee, swarming around the hand she's held between
A force of nature to behold a queen, I think I like her but she's stinging me
I think I like her stinging me, running into windows
Stinging me, going hardly noticed

I'm a house for you
I am living body home to you
You are something new
Shake the dust from your tiny body
And sting me