Something In The Air

Crashed into a man on a mission

Hands up in my face

Instead of acting surprised or questioning why

I say, "You're a little late"

Eye for an eye

X marks the spot

Will I atone for my mistakes?

Am I sobering up?

Will I be pious enough

And build castles for a saint?

Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone

"Go to hell or go home

Or you will die on your own"

You come up with your stories

Conspiracy theories of why we're all here

Oh, I just want to be someone

Someone's who's happy

But why do you even care?

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

Don't want to spend today obsessively wishing

To know what happens next

If you want to believe

Then that's your prerogative

I wish you the very best

But there it goes

That funny feeling reeling me back in

Can't tell if it's a blessing or a sin

You come up with your stories

Conspiracy theories of why we're all here

Oh, I just want to be someone

Someone's who's happy

But why do you even care?

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone

"Go to hell or go home

Or you will die on your own"

I just want to be someone

Someone's who's happy

But why do you even care?

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

Must be something in the air

Something in the air

All that static down the megaphone

Too much noise might leave you on your own

All that static down the megaphone

Too much noise might leave you on your own