All I want to do is get up get up get up
In the morning in the morning
And not want to die tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow
I feel alright when I think about you
Walking through a star field covered in light
Wasted like you're losing your job you're so fired
Just like the ones you used to make fun of
It's beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta
Beautiful sorta but not
Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta
Beautiful sorta but not
All I want to do is get high get high get high
In the evening in the evening
And not want to die tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow
I'm buzzing like a jar full of lightening bolts!
Wasted like a bum with somebody's wallet
Pictures inside of you and I wasted and sad
I'm past sorry
It's beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta
Beautiful sorta but not
Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta
Beautiful sorta but not
I do anything I can to remove you but it hurts
From all the shit that we started
It's beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta
Beautiful sorta but not
Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta
Beautiful sorta but not