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