Take a look at this beautiful mirage I've found in the sea I only think it's you, the great pretenders, rearrangers Can't stand up before I follow up on this quote I made out of glass Only wish it'd last And when I'm up to bat, the catch is in the wind I say the wrong designs Many, many, multiple times But the luck gets lost in the wind Whistle when I move around You're the one in my bed A copper field goes in and out and out If only I could turn it on Sit and watch you drum on the tee Nothing left to prove, faith is out your mind It's a lot of days, things went out of line Couple up the wrong way, girl So take a look at this sky You're the clouds in my head A brand new day goes in and out and out Got my own bad girl Wonder if you got the key Nothing left to prove, faith is out your mind It's a lot of days, things went out of line Couple up the wrong way, girl Don't know the car, I've never seen it Mixed up in the air It's a time to tell you what's on my mind It's a time to shape your day Too late, I should've shot it straight Like an older rebel Strange flowers about, lose my faith Like an older rebel Mountain highs, I can look into your eyes Like an older rebel My chance, you're a dream Circumstance obscure, extraordinary Like an older rebel Like an older rebel Like an older rebel Like an older rebel Like an older rebel Like an older rebel Like an older rebel