All I wanna do is get up is get up is get up. In the morning in the morning. And not wanna die. I feel alright when I think about you. Walking through a star field covered in lights. Wasted like you're losing your job you're so fired. We're just like the ones we used to make fun of. It's beautiful sorta beautiful sorta. Beautiful sorta but not. Beautiful sorta beautiful sorta. Beautiful sorta but not. All I wanna do is get down is get down is get down. In the evening in the evening. And not wanna die. Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow. I'm buzzing like a jar full of lightening bugs. Walking through a star field covered in lights. Wasted like a bum with somebody's wallet. Pictures inside of you and me you and I. So far past sad I'm crazy and scary. It's Beautiful Sorta Beautiful Sorta. Beautiful Sorta but not