Ain't it weird when you're the young one?
You're reckless, stupid, and free
You get in the truck, you don't look back
Smoke goes pouring out the window
Risin' up to meet the street view
Sneakers light upon the street
You're lost in the lights, you're drunk on the night
Eating poisonous mushrooms
I can see for miles, I can see for miles
I can see for miles, from up here
Getting lost at the regalia
You lose yourself to bacchanalia
You sleep in the trees, headlights on the leaves
Can't shine through the bougainvillea
I can see for miles, I can see for miles
I can see for milеs, from up here