Wearing the clothes and thought you didn't belong anywhere
Bought in, the story your head fills in with the ordinary
Buying tickets to New Orleans
blowing hype on a shiny new thing
Talk it out, I'm calling it now
the party only ends when you walk out

And there's a constant in the correlation
Everyone convinces you to start
There's a constant in the correlation
How come you made it out alive?
I wanna talk about this new sensation
I caught you hanging on this new existence

Turned into dust, gatherer turned hunter
on prеscription drugs
I'm on the run, already lost
you said to turn myself ovеr to the cops
You've got friends, you've got lovers
and then you've got these motherfuckers
Talking it out, I'm calling it now
the party only ends when you walk out

And there's a constant in the correlation
Everyone convinces you to start
There's a constant in the correlation
How come you made it out alive?
I wanna talk about this new sensation
I caught you hanging on this new existence

I caught you hanging on this new existence