Bird Scooter

It's Tuesday night

Go out with friends

I want this night

To fucking end

'Cause I'm so drunk

It's only 6 PM

Show up to the show

Music sucks me in

God, I gotta get far from here

Step outside to catch some air

'Cause, ooh, I am flying

My vision is multiplying

I start to count my regrets

As I head towards the cement

It's Tuesday night

Go out with friends

I want this night

To fucking end

And I'm so drunk

It's only 6 PM

Show up to the show

Music sucks me in

My sweatshirt is soaked in blood

Dust off the dirt and I get back up

Why, oh why, did I not choose to drive?

Oh, why did I just choose to fly?

Oh, why did I not choose to drive?