Get your head straight before it's too late.
Get your head straight and find a better way.

There are dark nights and there are hard drives.
There are a million things to think about when you give up getting high.
Limited sight came back to tired eyes and we watched the city's lights fight brightly with their will to stay alive.
Everything is going to be alright.

Get your head straight before it's too late.
Get your head straight and find a better way.

On the whole we don't talk much anymore.
We might as well be blind and left to rely on signs and semaphore.
This contact craving constantly collides with conscious contradictions; constrained and condemned to stay inside. This year goes out to metamorphosis.
There's got to be a better way to begin to get some more from this.
The problem is I don't know what it is, but I'll call when I find out.
These are the seeds of monstrous trees.
When I find out they're growing I'll live off of the leaves.
When I find out they've grown I'll harvest.
When I find out they've grown I promise to get my head straight.