What was I thinking to feel so low
When yesterday was lovely and warm
My impulses lead my body, yes I know
But that's so charming
Oh angel don't lock yourself away, these nasty feelings will leave with you time
But moping has its merits so go ahead, hey
Pretty lady on the cover of a magazine
Beauty's ordinary, I'm bored
Counting sheep in a holographic dream
Give me something more
Move your body
To a silent drum
Are you an alien
Trying to get along
Hey, just trip a little harder
Everything will be better in the morning
Hey, trip this little song with me
Today, I'm wearing clouds around my eyeballs
Sometimes feeling blue is the [?]
Hey, cry a salty tear for me
A second break can be just enough
To see what most of me knows is there
What do I do with all these feelings I don’t know
Sister tell me
Moving around like a school of shiny fish
We search to sustain and destroy
Most if my friends are medicated just like me
Not to worry
Move your body
To a sad and silent drum
Are you an alien
Trying to get along
Hey, trip a little harder
It’s ok, you can cry your salty tears on me
Hey, just trip a little harder
Everything will be better in the morning
Hey, trip this little song with me
Hey, hey, cry a salty tear for me
It's okay, you can cry your salty tears on me
Hey
It's okay, cry your salty tears on me