The cool kids know after all the show
We stand alone in the depth of it
There used to be lots of partying
Now we watch our days pass us by
When the ocean's dried, our defeat realized
Where will we go, where can we go

I like to be alone in the comfort of the sea
Never reaching further than the foam that surrounds me
But the cool kids know that I can't be alone
We pack our hope and our maps and our cash
And we make our way home
We make our way home

Those sinking ships got nothing inside
When I need it most, my breathing sure knows how to hide

I like to be alone in the comfort of the sea
Never reaching further than the foam that surrounds me
But the cool kids know that I can't be alone
We pack our hope and our maps and our cash
And we make our way home
We make our way home

Only for the cool kids
Are we home?
I do what I do for the cool kids