Big Sur

I don’t want your money
You can have your coffee
I just want to be free
From your plastic wrappings

I don’t care for pictures
Make me feel too perfect
I just need reason
To disappear from life
For now

You’re giving me good vibrations
I’m getting you soda wasted
Living in orange color
Getting hotter every day

Sipping on god and magic
Living is something tragic
Everyone got their burdens
I was just blind and I couldn’t see yours

I don’t need your money
You can have your concrete
All I need is freedom
From the supervision

And I know what you’re thinking
I’m a useless hedon
All I need is in me
I can stay alive on that

You’re giving me good vibrations
I’m getting you soda wasted
Living in orange color
Getting hotter every day

Sipping on god and magic
Living is something tragic
Everyone got their burdens
I was just blind and I couldn’t see yours

You’re giving me good vibrations
I’m getting you soda wasted
Living in orange color
Getting hotter every day

Sipping on god and magic
Living is something tragic
Everyone got their burdens
I was just blind and I couldn’t see yours