verse
Life is too short to even care at all, woh, oh, oh
I'm losing my mind, losing my mind, losing control
These fishes in the sea they're staring at me, woh, oh, oh
A wet world aches for a beat of a drum, waoh
verse
Life is too short to even care at all, woh, uh, oh
I'm coming up now, coming up now out of the blue
These zombies in the park they're looking for my heart woh, uh, oh
A dark world aches for a splash of the sun, woh, oh
chorus
If I could find a way to see this straight
To some fortune that I should have found by now
So I run to things they said could restore me
Restore life the way it should be
Now I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
chorus
If I could find a way to see this straight
To some fortune that I should have found by now
So I run to things they said could restore me
Restore life the way it should be
I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
One more spoon of cough syrup now, woh
One more spoon of cough syrup now, wo-uh
Writer(s): Eric Matthew Cannata, Francois Paul Comtois, Sameer Gadhia, Jacob John Tilley, Ehson Hashemian