I woke up in the morning of a new day
And I felt myself thinking of the things
That I still love like
Is it me in that mirror
Can I see it clearer but
You light up my awkward views and I
Feel I'm honest
Made up
Tarnished like
Mr Prickles yeah
Where are all your memories
Maybe it was all the sunlight
From a past life in 1990
Free me from this daydream
Take me on a jet plane
Out of here because some things
Are better left alone
Yeah
I worry about everything
When I'm grabbing the shopping
Those kind of things
Is it really that scary it's like
I'm not even there where
Maybe you are taking control
Of your mind manning every place to hide
Inside morbidly classified
You're everything I'm not you're everything I'm
You light up my awkward views and I
Feel I'm honest
Made up
Tarnished like
Mr Prickles yeah
Where are all your memories
Maybe it was all the sunlight
From a past life in 1990
Free me from this daydream
Take me on a jet plane
Out of here because some things
Are better left alone
Yeah
Alone alone alone
Mr Prickles yeah
Yeah yeah
Mr Prickles yeah
Yeah yeah
Mr Prickles yeah
Yeah yeah
Mr Prickles yeah
Yeah yeah
