Oh what a dream to be a wasted teen

You'll never die, lie in this thought of mind

Forget the feeling low and let's get high

Trip out on feelings I've been wasting your goodbyes

Like Jimmy said I need the purple haze

I live and breathe breathe

I need need I crave that hazy daze

It's all about the constant physical

About the mundane, fun daze

Post psychedelic wave

Mow mow mow(repeat)