Static

I thought somehow I could make it out there
I thought somehow I could make it out there
Dadada...

The static-ness is telling me
I don't wanna be held free
The static-ness is telling me
What is there to come find me?

I thought somehow I could make it out there
I thought somehow I could make it out there
Dadada...

The static-ness is telling me
I don't wanna be held free
The static-ness is telling me
What is there to come find me?

Someday I'm gonna get outta this old town and make a lotta money,
Honey, I'll take you down!
Best of every fashion, education, and vacation,
And a shot to switzerland

The static-ness is set to be all I want for you and me
By the time you come find me
Embrace yourself with elasticity...

The static-ness is telling me
I don't wanna be held free
The static-ness is telling me
I don't wanna be held free
What is there to come find me?