I think I'll fall asleep on the beach
I wanna wake up somewhere I don't know
With blankets and sheets and the tide and the breeze
The dream of the after touch
I can't seem to believe it's like drowning to breathe
At least I'm breathing in something but smoke
From the burn and the breeze of a fake memory
Watch the flames take the brakes off our home
You're still my favorite thing in the world
My favorite thing I can't hold
And I'll fall asleep on the beach 'til the local police make me go
For one more night
One more night
