Lyrics to Indigo
This feels like the opposite of real life
On my way to Valhalla on a steel bike
Living fantasy like J. K. Rowling
I'm J. R. R. Tolkien these spliffs, I love smoking
My hands full of stones and gold, I'm lord of the rings
Needles sew new clothes but it's more than it seems
I've seen dreams implode, seen teens turn old before they grown
Burnt out before they fade away slow
I used to pick you up, now I don't
There's some things I would rewind, but I don't have the remote
There's some things I manifested I wish I never wrote
And all my friends really family 'cause my bloodline's ghost (Uh-uh)
Yeah, it's the life we chose
Highways and Hellcats with angel wing doors
I know I look back, the path went rogue
I know I look back, I'm halfway home
So far away from where you are
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
And I will meet you where you are
Yeah, I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma
I stopped counting my age because my face still look the same
So instead of years, I use pain
And if that's the case, then I'm five hundred
I've been in a race with my trauma, can't outrun it
No wonder why I drive like I'm being chased
Pack up and move houses instead of renovate
Put my newborn daughter to bed at eight, then I'm back on the interstate
Chain smoking, lookin' like I'm 'bout to hyperventilate
Got everything to celebrate on the outside
Still, none of that eliminates what is inside
And since I gotta find a way to cope
I'll start by reversing some of the words I wrote
Instead of being a demon, be a beacon of hope
'Cause one day we're hangin' out, the next day you're hangin' from a rope, uh
So far away from where you are
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
And I will meet you where you are
Yeah, I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma
Yeah, this feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah
This feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah
Mm-mm
On my way to Valhalla on a steel bike
Living fantasy like J. K. Rowling
I'm J. R. R. Tolkien these spliffs, I love smoking
My hands full of stones and gold, I'm lord of the rings
Needles sew new clothes but it's more than it seems
I've seen dreams implode, seen teens turn old before they grown
Burnt out before they fade away slow
I used to pick you up, now I don't
There's some things I would rewind, but I don't have the remote
There's some things I manifested I wish I never wrote
And all my friends really family 'cause my bloodline's ghost (Uh-uh)
Yeah, it's the life we chose
Highways and Hellcats with angel wing doors
I know I look back, the path went rogue
I know I look back, I'm halfway home
So far away from where you are
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
And I will meet you where you are
Yeah, I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma
I stopped counting my age because my face still look the same
So instead of years, I use pain
And if that's the case, then I'm five hundred
I've been in a race with my trauma, can't outrun it
No wonder why I drive like I'm being chased
Pack up and move houses instead of renovate
Put my newborn daughter to bed at eight, then I'm back on the interstate
Chain smoking, lookin' like I'm 'bout to hyperventilate
Got everything to celebrate on the outside
Still, none of that eliminates what is inside
And since I gotta find a way to cope
I'll start by reversing some of the words I wrote
Instead of being a demon, be a beacon of hope
'Cause one day we're hangin' out, the next day you're hangin' from a rope, uh
So far away from where you are
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
And I will meet you where you are
Yeah, I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma
Without a cause, I know I'm fucked up, but I'm not sorry
I make my own luck because I don't believe in karma
Yeah, this feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah
This feels like the opposite of real life
Uh, yeah
Mm-mm
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