Lyrics: Joshua Cunningham/Robin L'Houmeau/Jonathan D'Ambrosio/Megan Griffin
Music: Joshua Cunningham/Robin L'Houmeau/Jonathan D'Ambrosio
I just ****ed in a car around the corner
I brought a shit ton of weed across the border
Everything is going so well, maybe I should **** it up
I got rid of my nicotine addiction
Just got bailed out of jail from my conviction
Everything is getting better, I should try to **** it up
That's something that I'm pretty good at
Make shit go from pretty good to bad
I wish I wasn't so ****ing consistent
Get up
I wanna get right out of my head
But where would I go instead
Someone save me from falling
I got back from my Sunday celebration
I met Jesus, he says I'm on vacation
Guess I gotta do what he says
And I wanna get ****ed up
Wish someone told me that satan likes to party
He comes out on the sixth shot of Bacardi
I donβt think heβs doing too well
He deserves to get ****ed up
I canβt take anymore, I'm tired of faking
There's so many choices I'm tired of making
Get up
I wanna get right out of my head
But where would I go instead
Someone save me from falling
Wake up
I know the sun, she never forgets
And I doubt myself when she sets
Dark room
Infinite stalling
Infinite stalling wonβt you
Get up
Get up, get up you gotta
I said wake up
I gotta go wonβt you
Get up
Yea, yea I gotta wake up
I said wake up
Oh yea get up
Wake up