Coffee's barely brewed and the whole city is still half asleep but the light coming through here is already too good to waste. Tell me you'd come share this railing with me.
Coffee's barely brewed and the whole city is still half asleep but the light coming through here is already too good to waste. Tell me you'd come share this railing with me.
Still wearing everything from last night and the morning's doing more for it than the dark ever did. Tell me you'd let me crash for a few hours before round two.
Still got Ben UFO running through my head and a notebook full of stolen bass lines I can't sit still long enough to finish. Tell me what you'd do if you found me on this curb.
Hundred-year-old bar and I can't even make it through the block party without ending up in the bathroom like this. Tell me you'd walk in and make me finish what I started.
The Urban Film Festival pulled me into the darkest seat in the Lyric and I'm not coming up for air anytime soon. Tell me you'd sit through every screening with me or pull me out of here.
Three-day weekend doesn't wait for Friday in this city and I'm already in the back of this Uber with the windows down. Tell me where you'd have me going at this hour.
Superblue pulled me into a room where the light shifts every time I move and now I can't bring myself to leave. Which color would you want to find me in?
Found out there's a denim party in Wynwood on Friday and now I can't tell if I'm picking an outfit or taking one off. Tell me — would you even let me leave the house like this?
The queens at Palace handed me my whole life tonight and I'm still buzzing out here on Ocean Drive. Come match this energy before I take it home alone.
Grabbed this at the merch table last night and now I can't stop writing — three bands in and every one left me something to chase. Come tell me which line stays.