I wake up late at daytime
With a riot in my head
My damaged brain tries to reboot itself
But all I see is the blue screen of death
I still feel the taste of girls I can't recall
In my mouth and seas of alcohol
Nicotine and weed disturbed my mind
It must have been a strange delight
I'm confused but ready to stay alive
Meet some friends turn the music loud
Restart where I've began
Drinking gin on the poolside and smoking J's,
We're having fun until we're totally done - well done
And now my heart starts beating like a hammer
I'm caught up in a floating harmony
My f*cked up world is torn apart to pieces
It's a dream of endless ecstasy
I still feel the warmth of dreams I can't recall
In my mind. Am I awake at all?
Is it me or does someone play my part?
It sure is a strange delight
I'm confused, did I really stay alive?