4/CHASING

Oh the pain, your songs give me
Dreary piano, a white life
Only translated is the con of joy
Your secrets are somehow mine

Drugs and clubs, I’ve never tried
Heads pounding from the fallout
Searching for a sugary pill
You pretend you can’t live without

Chasing and chasing and chasing the world
It’s blemishes, it’s promise, it’s cursed lust
We’re enticed by a flawed empty world
Prospect of hope sitting deep in our gut

Watch our country burn and ashes disappear
I’m living in a city, I’ve never been to
Rearrange my room, mellow lights hung
Convinced the yellow will make it less blue

But it’s 3 a.m. and my breathing isn’t easy
Doesn’t feel like we’re falling in love
Mirror mocking my cringing face
Your words are painted all in disgust

Chasing and chasing and chasing the world
It’s people, it’s apologies, it’s rainy skies
Unparalleled fatigue draws lines on our face
A generation of rebels that want to die

Chasing and chasing and chasing the world
It’s highs, it’s lows, it’s dramatic flair
We live for the show, even if we’re the actors
Flying close to the sun won’t make you rare

So take me back
To my pencil-box days
Take me back
To the unaware clichés
Take me back
From this lifeless haze
Take me back
And promise you’ll stay