Radio

Sometimes I wonder deep inside
A restless feeling in my mind I just can’t forget
I’ve never been the sharpest tool
And every motion that you do is just another glare

That simply cuts me to the bone
And I feel so alone
I need air I need somewhere
To just get naked in the Sun with the radio on
And get high
So come on by

The party is coming over
The party is coming over
The party is coming over
The party is coming over

You know sometimes I actually try
My brain insists flesh won’t comply it makes you upset
An error message deep inside
'Cause I'm the bee trapped in the hive best you not forget

But when the honey has all gone and your love has left the song
I need air I need somewhere
To just get naked in the Sun with the radio on and get high
So come on by

The party is coming over