People

Come to me

Through the silver screen

Leave no space in between

January

It's barely even one degree

Outside

People

I'm bad at meeting people

I don't like feeling eyeballs on me

Plane flights

You're really bad with plane flights

But you're always gettin' so high, so high

Godspeed

Somebody wish us godspeed

And tell them that we still believe

Company

I really need your company

We'll split the profits equally, oh, oh

Daylight

We're tryin' to see the daylight

But we always stay inside

Why? (Why, why, why?)

Inner peace

Mine is few and far between

And everytime it's sweet relief

(Ooh-ooh)