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)