Thinking about' .
''Prod. by GarageBand''
I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
There’s something deep inside my head.
Can you feel it?
Smoke blended with the hair.
Stuck inside a traffic jam as the same.
Old road old soul new folk song.
Old dream new wave I’m still solo.
Lighting up another blunt.
Getting high on instagram.
Scrolling through a pretty day.
A pretty day.
Nothing could be better than that.
Better than that.
You don’t really know me.
I don’t care about you.
We were meant to be free.
Now it’s like a tattoo.
Everything‘s gonna be fine.
Probably it’s a big lie.
I rather sipping on a great wine.
May the alcohol could bring me to a new life.
How can we pretending every day’s in good vibes?
I think I might have to skipping through the day time.
Admitting that night times release comfort.
When the silence replace with the judgements.
No one would be blame for any reason.
Even the truth doesn’t meet your expectations.
Truth is that we don’t share the same soul.
Even if we try hard to understand others.
The end is that we’re still different from all.
So what’s the reason for us to stay sober?