[Verse 1]
Deep sleeping while the sky is pink
Before I couldn’t even blink or bother to say a word
Living in a world of hurt
Sound of skateboards passing on suburban pavement
Woke me from my bed, I’m choosing to move ahead

[Chorus]
Whether you're new or old fashion
Show them all time true satisfaction
Naysayers will never budge to say yay
So search hard for the ones who give you the okay

[Verse 2]
You gotta show them all the goods
This is what death feels like
Release of pain and the afterlife
Who has a reason to lie when you could acquire the feeling of truly being high
Put your trust in me that I can send you to a euphoric planet
I have the speakers, the turntables, a bus full of bored people
Ignorance is bliss you feel when I hit you with a gratifying distraction
The bitch slap of satisfaction

[Chorus]
Whether you're new or old fashion
Show them all time true satisfaction
Naysayers will never budge to say yay
So search hard for the ones who give you the okay
Whether you're new or old fashion
Show them all time true satisfaction
Naysayers will never budge to say yay
So search hard for the ones who give you the okay