[Verse 1: Ben Elder]
Fantasizin' 'bout an optical illusion
Minimize the struggle, find a tropical solution (Yeah)
Sick of livin' in the city of pollution
Pull myself together, I'm just pent up with confusion (Yeah)
Spent my weekends at Piranha's gettin' stupid
Hate to be excluded, caught up in the music (Yeah)
Too much on my plate to feel like I'm a human
Tired of excuses, tryna get uprooted (Yeah)

[Chorus: Ben Elder]
Distressed, always, at best low
Repressed, my brain, in death throes
Can't find my face, all alone
But can't fall from grace, can't fall no
Feelin' like I can't stay in your timezone
Movin' all the time though, I should move to Barbados (Yeah)
Take the weekend off to find some peace of mind, though
We could go unwind, shit, I'll do it if you say so

[Verse 2: Ben Elder]
City summer days, they make me all nostalgic (Yeah)
Split a swishay down so we can go unconscious (Yeah)
Future underway, it makes me kinda nauseous (Yeah)
Watch these things I say, I'm acting too damn cautious (Yeah)
That's the way it goes, the way I thought my chains were broke
You confide in me, I vanish like a UFO
But that's me, though, always on the go-go
Runnin' from my ghosts, man, I'm flyin' like a cheat code