One, two, three, go
I can't listen to the slow songs
When my feelings way up in the ozone
Cause that version of me is long gone
Blue light burning my eyes, I'm feeling low
Swear I caught a contact high over the phone
Wide awake at 3:45 I'm all alone
Torturing myself over someone I should let go
Hair standing up over shit that I can't control
Try to pull it in to tight it's like a rose
Got too good at ignoring all the signs up in the road
Talking to myself like
One, two, three, go
I can't listen to the slow songs
When my feelings way up in the ozone
Cause that version of me is long gone
Fuck it if it feels good, what could go wrong
It's just thе way that life goes on
That version of mе is long gone
Out of sight, out of my mind's a fucking lie
All my thoughts spiraling out passing the time
Leaning right over the edge to feel alive
You'd think I learned my lesson by now
Follow my own advice, slowing it up
But I can't help but feel numb than feel at all
One, two, three, go
I can't listen to the slow songs
When my feelings way up in the ozone
Cause that version of me is long gone
Fuck it if it feels good, what could go wrong
It's just the way that life goes on
That version of me is long gone
In the ozone, ozone
In the ozone, ozone
In the ozone, ozone
In the ozone, ozone