Radio skies
You knew this wasn't gonna be your year
First in the line, forgotten
And lauded like a pioneer
You're in no condition
Gentle disposition
Hate to sound so insincere
Radio skies
You knew this wasn't gonna be your year
Monorail feet
I can't stop treading on the beaten path
Record to beat, who cares
If nothing comes from looking back
Dancing cause you wanna
Better marijuana
Hard to make the feelings last
Monorail feet
I can't stop treading on the beaten path
Tell me when
Did the hippies kick the weed and start the alcohol?
Forgive us all
Buying pills
From an honors kid with a face tattoo in his parents' room
Rotary eyes
It's dark and tragic on the other side
Generalize to no one
And leave the crowd unsatisfied
Silent for a minute
Everyone's a critic
And everybody's verified
Rotary eyes
It's dark and tragic on the other side