Avalanches on the back porch in Ann ArborIt's explosive but it's never felt this lightCut my hair off, time to go a little darkerIt's unoriginal, you know that's what I'm likeBed of roses, bet you live in luxuryOxytocin, I'm in overdrive in your passengerseatLocomotive, you're a self-made fantasySerotonin, it's up like when you're looking at meCaught the northern lights in August, it was summerYou convinced me that it must have been a good signTook the sleeper train to London to recoverI'll believe it when you say that it's our timeBed of roses, bet you live in luxuryOxytocin, I'm in overdrive in your passenger seatLocomotive, you're a self-made fantasySerotonin, it's up like when you're looking at meI'll believe it when you say that it's our time