Sort out all my thoughts in my dreams with some music Still scared of the dark if I were seven years old So much to regret, to forgive, to recollect Drown out all my thoughts with my phones and some music We're all hurt in our days of past The horizon pressed in the background Everything looks so fake and man-made Too many information swirling around me Can I have a decent thought of my own We might die on the road but ain't an option I quit playing dead to achieve my ambitions There's no turning back just cause we've faced a wall I know we're gonna make it to the ocean view What's the difference between sands and desert I can't tell but I know it So much to regret, to forgive, to recollect Drown out all my thoughts with my phones and some music We're all slaves of our days of past Too many information swirling around me Can I have a decent thought of my own We might die on the road but ain't an option I quit playing dead to achieve my ambitions There's no turning back just cause we've faced a wall I know we're gonna make it to the ocean view