When you're there A perfect night's a nightmare too I feel so cold, I'm hurt with you Shades of pink and shades of blue Uh, this feels like the opposite of real life On my way to Valhalla on a steel bike Living fantasy like J.K. rowling I'm J.R.R. tolkien, these spliffs I love smokin' My hands full of stones and gold I'm Lord of the Rings, needles sewed, new clothes But it's more than it seems, I seen dreams implode Seen teens turn old before they grown Burnt out before they fade away slow I used to pick you up, now I don't There's some things I would rewind, but I don't have the remote There's some things I manifested I wish I never wrote And all my friends? Really family, 'cause my bloodline's ghost (uh-uh) Yeah, it's the life we chose Highways to Hellcats where Angel Wing goes I know I look back, the path went rogue I know I look back, I'm halfway home (I'm halfway home) So far away from where you are (uh-uh) Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up But I'm not sorry And I won't meet you where you are (uh-uh, yeah) I make my own luck Because I don't believe in karma I stopped countin' my age Because my face still look the same So instead of years, I use pain And if that's the case, then I'm 500 I been in a race with my trauma, can't outrun it No wonder why I drive like I'm being chased Pack up and move houses instead of renovate Put my newborn daughter to bed at 8 Then I'm back on the interstate Chain-smoking, looking like I'm 'bout to hyperventilate Got everything to celebrate on the outside Still none of that eliminates what is inside And since I've gotta find a way to cope I start by reversin' some of the words I wrote Instead of being a demon, be a beacon of hope 'Cause one day we're hangin' out The next day you're hangin' from a rope, uh So far away from where you are (uh-uh) Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up But I'm not sorry And I won't meet you where you are (uh-uh, yeah) I make my own luck Because I don't believe in karma (La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la) Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up But I'm not sorry (La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la) I make my own luck Because I don't believe in karma Yeah, this feels like the opposite of real life Uh, yeah This feels like the opposite of real life Uh, yeah, mm-mm When you're there A perfect night's a nightmare too I feel so cold, I'm hurt with you Shades of pink and shades of blue