When you're there
A perfect night's a nightmare too
I feel so cold, I'm hurt with you
Shades of pink and shades of blue

Uh, this feels like the opposite of real life
On my way to Valhalla on a steel bike
Living fantasy like J.K. rowling
I'm J.R.R. tolkien, these spliffs I love smokin'
My hands full of stones and gold
I'm Lord of the Rings, needles sewed, new clothes
But it's more than it seems, I seen dreams implode
Seen teens turn old before they grown
Burnt out before they fade away slow
I used to pick you up, now I don't
There's some things I would rewind, but I don't have the remote
There's some things I manifested I wish I never wrote
And all my friends? Really family, 'cause my bloodline's ghost (uh-uh)

Yeah, it's the life we chose
Highways to Hellcats where Angel Wing goes
I know I look back, the path went rogue
I know I look back, I'm halfway home (I'm halfway home)

So far away from where you are (uh-uh)
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up
But I'm not sorry
And I won't meet you where you are (uh-uh, yeah)
I make my own luck
Because I don't believe in karma

I stopped countin' my age
Because my face still look the same
So instead of years, I use pain
And if that's the case, then I'm 500
I been in a race with my trauma, can't outrun it
No wonder why I drive like I'm being chased
Pack up and move houses instead of renovate
Put my newborn daughter to bed at 8
Then I'm back on the interstate
Chain-smoking, looking like I'm 'bout to hyperventilate
Got everything to celebrate on the outside
Still none of that eliminates what is inside
And since I've gotta find a way to cope
I start by reversin' some of the words I wrote
Instead of being a demon, be a beacon of hope
'Cause one day we're hangin' out
The next day you're hangin' from a rope, uh

So far away from where you are (uh-uh)
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up
But I'm not sorry
And I won't meet you where you are (uh-uh, yeah)
I make my own luck
Because I don't believe in karma

(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up
But I'm not sorry
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
I make my own luck
Because I don't believe in karma

Yeah, this feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah
This feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah, mm-mm

When you're there
A perfect night's a nightmare too
I feel so cold, I'm hurt with you
Shades of pink and shades of blue