Lyrics

I took a Mazda to California
Friends might text, but they don't come through, yeah
Stone-cold mug, like a walkin' coma
Bloodshot eyes try to hide my mood 'cause I'm so done

Ain't had a house in a whole month
Signed up for lust 'cause I throw love
Thrown up, I think my vice got control of
Every pipe dream that I might try to hold up

Mom, come pick me up
All the kids here are doin' drugs
And I'm tired and alone
A nomad who misses home

And I think these pills don't pick me up
Catchin' my tears in solo cups
And I'm casually close to leavin' you all a note
And I mean that

(I mean that)

I'm overstimulated, serotonin levels are dippin', I need ventilation
Seen my face inside of my drink while over medicatin'
Home was the air inside my lungs, I miss my intubation
Just somethin' else I left behind to catch a dream I'm chasin'

I bite my tongue with my hand up
Weighed down by options like I forgot how to stand up
Man up, swallow your pride like it's Fanta
'Cause life shatters dreams like a dad shatters Santa

Mom, come pick me up (come pick me up)
All the kids here are doin' drugs (doin' drugs)
And I'm tired and alone (ah)
A nomad who misses home

And I think these pills don't pick me up (don't pick me up)
Catchin' my tears in solo cups (solo cups)
And I'm casually close (ah) to leavin' you all a note (ah)
I mean that

Ooh (yeah, ah)
Ooh

Writer(s): Victor Williams, Gavin Christopher Hadley, Braden Bales, John Spencer Jordan, Dominic Martinez

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