Watsky (george Watsky) - Energy lyrics

[Verse 1] My head's up in the sky it's higher than the clouds are I like to look up at the stars and wonder how far from what I hear about a billion babies are delivered every day and so it's like the planet is a clown car I know it probably shouldn't work, but we all fit Like a Mcy D's Playplace ballpit So lookie me, I'm about to jump up in it swimming through syringes like a mothaf**in dolphin I might have an outburst There's a lot of freaky people on the planet and it makes me want to crowd surf everybody everywhere dig downwards it's what we work for party at the earth's core! I don't where to go to go far but if if I go, then I know I should go hard And if I go and I never come back Then I'll send a postcard And a couple thumb tacks [Verse 2] Teacher said this party started with a loud bang the way my ears are ringing I don't hear a sound mang I'm steady looking at the crowd like a proud dad for coming out instead of clicking like a mouse pad steal a bounce house, fill it full of helium ride like a blimp because I think It'd be really fun to do a triple flip in zero gravity while puffing on a philly blunt and shooting stars with a BB gun Tonight I'll look at something that I've never seen before And I might even pen graffitti on a meteor I can reach it, homie veni vidi vicci it's all peachy got a vision of the future on a wigi board I didn't believe it, I thought it CGI Why don't you decide if we're computerized? a**uming you and I are alive and tomorrow is the rapture I wonder watcha wanna do tonight [Verse 3] I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't I don't wanna end up as an anybody Everybody is anybody made of arteries and antibodies and you never get to see confetti without getting bloody If you read ahead you'll all be surprised spoiler alert! we're all gonna die But I'll be hooping in that driveway in the clouds Shooting fouls with that big orange ball in the sky And when I die wanna say well I made it And be way celebrated and remain as a staple If I stay hella faded then I'll fade and my fate'll be the same as the fakers with the chains on the labels it's a shame people do it for the fame and the cash and not the flame and the pa**ion I train through the pain and I frame every pa**age as way to stay fit Cause an 808 kick is my gatorade drink