The world's locked up in your head You've been pouring in a concrete bed Your habits ossified You don't realize you're fried, so fried To find someone you love You gotta be someone you love The reason's somewhere in the timber It takes years till it sinks in You've used up the easy streets And you lost your taste for treats You're so fried To find someone you love You gotta be someone you love Stay high if you have to Do whatever it asks you You got another calling Don't let it pa** you You know it cause you wrote it You just didn't think you'd actually do it It's just another wish you wished in a very long list To find someone you love You gotta be someone you love To find someone you love You gotta call your own bluff (Merci à Lucky pour cettes paroles)