Driving down the coastline, looking at the pink sky
You say it's a good time, I can't seem to feel right
Maybe I'm just too high, chasing the little ghost guy
Clipping through the walls and I'm stuck inside my own mind
Ohh, what are you saying, what are you doing
I can't hear myself anymore
Are we okay, will we be fine?
Doesn't matter anyway
Live my life from a distance
Feels like dying when I get too close
I dive back in, if I can't win
Then all my thoughts are fruitless
Big dreams, but they're stuck in a cell
Got some money in the bank but you never could tell
All my best friends told me to go fuck myself
And I wish that I knew how they felt
Driving down the coastline, looking at the pink sky
You say it's a good time, I can't seem to feel right
Maybe I'm just too high, chasing the little ghost guy
Clipping through the walls and I'm stuck inside my own mind
Ohh, what are you saying, what are you doing
I can't hear myself anymore
Are we okay, will we be fine?
Doesn't matter anyway
