My nose is burning Too much cocaine got caught in brooklyn With gasoline backed up with cellophane I'm in need of moderation Nah, I need a fucking break 'cause I just railed down enough lines tonight To spell your first and last name I miss the ocean and I know it's weird to say I grew up then moved to La It's only thirty minutes four-oh-five to pch but half an hour feels forever and a fucking day and it's all because I dreamt of you and woke up alone What a wonderful tone To bring you back home My soul is burning Need Jesus christ My mom's unhappy with all the choices I've been making with my life I don't even fucking care though I'm probably gonna die Like everybody else Is that such a fucking lie? and I swear to god If the alcohol and drugs don't kill me I don't know what will Other than you and it's all because I dreamt of you and woke up alone and when friends hit my phone all they want's a repost It's all because I dreamt of you and woke up alone What a wonderful tone To bring you back home