[Verse 1] Staying up till 6 am Losing sleep so I don't lose friends Swear it's the last time Or else I'll lose my mind
Another weekend, outta my hands 'Nother party I can't stand Feeling half alive Don't mean to kill the vibe
[Pre-Chorus] Losing my grip but can't let go So I say yes when I mean no Foot on the gas I lost control
[Chorus] If I could do whatever I wanna I'd disappear in my Impala Drive far away from California Left to my devices it's a quarter-life crisis
If I never make a dolla' As the star of my own melodrama I'll be doing what I wanna Left to my devices it's a quarter-life crisis
[Verse 2] Sadness and jealousy Lookеd it up on WebMD Can't stop obsessing A curse and a blеssing
Look at myself, “Who is she” Not where I thought I'd be Rose colored glasses Can't mask the time passing
[Pre-Chorus] Losing my grip but can't let go Guess this is reaping what I sow Foot on the gas I lost control
[Chorus] If I could do whatever I wanna I'd disappear in my Impala Drive far away from California Left to my devices it's a quarter-life crisis
If I never make a dollar As the star of my own melodrama I'll be doing what I wanna Left to my devices it's a quarter-life crisis
[Bridge] Floating ain't the same as swimming I know I ain't drowning But breathing isn't living
Falling ain't the same as flying If I say I'm alright Then I'd just be lying 'cause
[Chorus] If I could do whatever I wanna I'd disappear in my Impala Drive far away from California Left to my devices fuck a quarter-life crisis
If I never make a dollar As the star of my own melodrama I'll be doing what I wanna Left to my devices it's a quarter-life crisis
[Outro] Left to my devices it's a quarter-life crisisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
