(V1) Kicking over mailboxes/ Living little chaoses
It's almost prophetic/ How could I forget it?
Smoking on thai stick/ See the fuzz, we'll dip
Ditch our shit, to the see quick.
Sand between your toes/ Baby I'm a rolling stone
Baby powder in my nose, I feel so typical.
Love is on the road/ Love is in a home
Crowbar or a stolen code/ Love is a gun, love is gold

(Ch1) Let's ditch this little shore town life,
Sick of seeing you ride that little bike.
Walk out the subway to bright light.
Honey let's go chase that high.

(V2) Living young head to gun/ I'm feelin' like I'm on the run
I'm feelin' like I might go numb/ I'm feelin' like the chose one.
I can tell that I'll never die/ Do I look like the kind of guy
Who would tell you a lie/ And did I mention that I am fried?
Well I told you I'm a rolling stone/ But did I tell you that I might explode?
Winds of change, about to blow/ Look for my wreckage off the bow.

(Ch2) Let's ditch this little shore town life,
Sick of seeing you ride that little bike.
Walk out the subway to bright light.
Honey let's go chase that high.

(V3) The ocean spit's me out into god's open mouth
It's so prophetic, I'll never forget it
The high tides pulling me (x2)