Riding Solo

I'm out of conversation I'm on my private jet-lag While everyone is sleeping I still haven't closed my tab All rooms feel kind of empty If you're not on the inside I had a realization You're my favorite space and time I'm staring at the ceiling I'm on my private jet-lag While everyone is dreaming I'm dancing through dynamite All day feels kind of useless If I don't give you my night Like the instinct of survival You've been engraved in my mind Yeah, I've been riding solo, riding solo Doesn't feel okay, nah-nah Make it go away I've been riding solo, riding solo Doesn't feel okay Make it go away Last night I met a stranger He said that something was off He said my eyes had sadness I think they're made of rainbows I spent my whole day working I did a pretty good job But if I get sentimental It's 'cause I fucking miss home Yeah, I've been riding solo, riding solo Doesn't feel okay Make it go away I've been riding solo, riding solo Doesn't feel okay Make it go away Guess what? I'm playing this wrong (¿qué hago buscándote?) I'm wasting my time buscando tu calor (soy lo peor) Now I'm flying high, though I've been riding solo, riding solo Doesn't feel okay Make it go away I've been riding solo, riding solo Doesn't feel okay Make it go away