Want that fell asleep at sunrise last night
Never saw it coming in the west coast waves
But I’m on that tryna get my feet back street that
Need to relax and misbehave

Take a trip to the land of the sundown drink
Where the views improve when you have time to think
To a world where the wires in the walls aren’t linked
To the beating of your heart and your thoughts in the ink
No phone, no shoes, no service
Just what I want, keep my conversations earnest
Just us few and skinny j burning
Not a know it all we live what we’re learning
We can exist in a million realities
In one land but we’re living in a fallacy
With one hand I can leave what’s around me
But living in the now helps you finally feel free
Won’t work all day all year for life
So I can make the paper to pay for my funeral
I’ll cut the cords that keep me up at night
The wilde is calling I don’t plan to stand still

Want that fell asleep at sunrise last night
Never saw it coming in the west coast waves
But I’m on that tryna get my feet back street that
Need to relax and misbehave

All I ever need is the tide and night sky
A bottle on a the beach and a reason why
History can move on and leave me behind
And no one can touch me and I’ll feel just fine
If you feel so inclined you can join me and leave them
Peace to the living the living dead lie here and grieve them
Bury all your things in time capsule deep then
Wait it out with me till future retrieves them
I hope that those people will be powered on brain waves
And bubble gum and hip-hop are cultural mainstays
If the world is the same when I check if it’s changed
I’ll be hacking into our cultural mainframe
We’ll read left to right again, and need breath to speak
I’ll shut down the media give voice to the weak
We’ll have 30 hour days, only two in a school week
Depression will be gone we won’t see things so bleak

Want that fell asleep at sunrise last night
Never saw it coming in the west coast waves
But I’m on that tryna get my feet back street that
Need to relax and misbehave