I just need the sun
Don't need shade from anyone
Devil's lettuce in my lungs
But I ain't feeling high enough oh oh
I need up up up

This week's third existential crisis
I've been up all night I just wanna cry less
Took an ambien and I'm still exhausted
And the walls are closing in
Almost fucking lost it

I just need the sun
Don't need shade from anyone
Devil's lettuce in my lungs
But I ain't feeling high enough oh oh
I need up up up

Maybe if we move a little faster
We'll get rid of the past
Whiskey neat, I'm a disaster
Show a lil ass on the internet and
Ghost you when you answer
Call me sick but
You're the cancer

I held you through everything
You still held her longer than me
Yeah I held you through everything
Your shadow's killing me

I just need the sun
Don't need shade from anyone
Devil's lettuce in my lungs
But I ain't feeling high enough oh oh
I need up up up"