I keep my shoes untied just in case I don't fall
Maybe I might find a cold, hard piece of pavement
Rushing up to me to greet my broken face
And maybe I might be a little bit more friendly
But for now
I think I'll stand around
I'll just stand around
So when I start to see some face in neon dreams
Engulfed in fantasies, the world seems more inviting
I don't wanna die, my skin might disagree
But then my heart, it flies every single day I'm going down
Just bring me back around
And maybe I'll be gone
But I'll still sing the song
And maybe I'll be fine
And never make a dime
So when I tell you, hun, that I just need to go outside
And smoke a blunt, the world seems like it's spinning
I don't wanna die, my skin might disagree
But then my heart, it flies, every single day I'm going down
Just bring me back around
And maybe I'll be gone
But I'll still sing the song
And maybe I'll be fine
And never make a dime
