High In 7-Eleven

Everything's dull, everything's gray

Try to find a pulse in an empty haze

Mind's too full, need to make some space

(mmm yeah)

Losing my head, where do I go

Hate the bar, hate the city, think it took my soul

Clip my wings, hell I lost control

Maybe I'm crashing down

Lost and I can't be found

Where do I go to let this out?

Oh I, got a confession

Shining lights show my reflection

God, I guess I need a second

So I get high in 7/11

I cry under fluorescents

Dance all night with my depression

Life's a mess, pretending it's heaven

When I get high in 7/11

Pacing the aisles, overdressed

Floating on cloud nine, it's the best

But everyone knows it's all pretend

Well, I spend my cash, put my bags on the table

Burning green till I go up in flames, so

Sour sweet patching up like I'm stable

Crashing down, can't be found

Oh I, got a confession

Shining lights show my reflection

God, I guess I need a second

So I get high in 7/11

I cry under fluorescents

Dance all night with my depression

Life's a mess, pretending it's heaven

When I get high in 7/11

Technicolor, going blind

Smoke and mirrors, see the signs

It's on my tongue, it's in my blood shot eyes

Technicolor for tonight

Lightning spark deep inside

I'm in love with my fucked up life

Oh I, got a confession

Shining lights show my reflection

God, I guess I need a second

So I get high in 7/11

I cry under fluorescents

Dance all night with my depression

Life's a mess, pretending it's heaven

When I get high in 7/11

Technicolor, going blind

Smoke and mirrors, see the signs

It's on my tongue, it's in my blood shot eyes

Technicolor for tonight

Lightning spark deep inside

I'm in love with my fucked up life