Way Too Many People

Way too many people, it's not even Brickell, no
There ain't nothing wrong, I still wanna go home, oh no
They're saying that they want another round
Hope it's Foo Fighters and they're talking sound
These headaches got my eyes switching places
Been overthinking on a daily basis
Flying thoughts that fly away from me
I can tell you that I can be found
Smoking by myself at night
I can tell you that I can be found
Smoking by myself at night
I can tell you that I can be found
Smoking by myself at night
I can tell you that I can be found
Oh
Hold for me right there I happen to wanna talk
Haven't seen a real smile since years ago
The love is slipping away from their bodies
But they don't talk they don't call no body
No valid excuses for their feelings
No time for love, and no time for reading
Flying thoughts that fly away from me
I can tell you that I can be found
Smoking by myself at night
I can tell you that I can be found
Smoking by myself at night
I can tell you that I can be found
Smoking by myself at night
I can tell you that I can be found
Oh