I wanna get high Get out of my head Go swimming in the ocean Learn to bake bread Do something with my hands Something I can hold 'Cause I feel like I'm losing my grip on reality Out here in the cold Just pissing in the snow
I wanna find love Touch the unknown Go all Billy Elliot, dancing in the street Like I could just disappear But how did I end up, end up here? Feels like I'm
Grocery shopping on a Friday night While my best friend's watching that MMA fight On his phone in the backseat, parked outside Yeah, I just kinda feel like I'm not really here
I'm spiraling out I'm not in control I'm not in my body, this Millennial ennui's getting so goddamn old now Who's driving this car? That's not Jesus at the wheel Somebody take me away 'Cause I feel like
Brown-bagging 40s on a Greyhound bus Blowing lines off a hundred In God We Trust Just fucking in public, trying my luck 'Cause I just wanna feel like I'm not really here
