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 **** 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
