santa fe

I'd try almost anything
Except for methamphetamines
Whatever would make me feel just as good
As the day that you made me believe
We could outrun society
Be different than what they told us to be

I moved down to the city
People down here are weirder than me
Somehow that makes me feel like I fit in

Lets be oblivious to the news
Worry about fixing our own blues
Lets be oblivious to the news
Worry about fixing our own blues

If I could venture far away
Maybe go to Santa Fe
Would I get a break from this collective mind
Cause we're told to live by a template
Scared to think outside of it
Not questioning this is scarier to me

Lets be oblivious to the news
Worry about fixing our own blues
Cause you never told me that I could be
Whoever I want and you'd still love me
And actually I'm still waiting
I think that
I needed that
I needed that

The tips of my fingers are sore
From trying to learn goddamn guitar
But I still suck and I don't think I'm
Gonna get much better