In France I leave, wrecked in me
A summer sun, I kiss the feet
I set my bed, I'm new in town
Still trying to find a way around
A power lunch on Venice Beach
To pitch my way up on the screen
Said no thanks, not for me
I gotta run, let's do drinks next week
On the floor, follow the parking lot
Stupid habits got me lost
Hit the rocks right down the back
City's cool, but I've been better
It's turn the air when I expect it
Told my friends to take the pressure
Said shut up, enjoy the weather
Who, who, who, who, who, who, who, who?
Air out here, it's new to me
Still trying to learn
To take the air
I sent your smile to your face, turn around, run away.
Wards in time, starry night, feel the buzz, it's midnight.
Found my phone in the bathroom stall, swiped it off, left it there.
Fall, fall, the parking lot, stupid ass got me lost.
Hit the rocks right down the gutter.
Since school when I've been there, it's 10 a.m. and I ain't spent.
Told my friends to take a picture, so shut up, try another.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
© transcript Emily Beynon