Testo Head In The Clouds

Cal, you're bringing out the worst out of me
Tune in and out of your frequency
Fuck the weather
The sun is never shining down on me

Cal, I wish that I had a plan
I just get high and lay in my bed
Write in excess over days 'til your jet plane flies away
I know I should've expected it
But I'm just a fucking kid
Another time on my phone again
And I don't know why I'm even trying

Came around, head in the clouds again
Thinking too loud, can't hear a word that you say
You said Cal, you're driving into a dead end
Played a game, now it's all pretend
The sun sets on the horizon
For you

I know I should've expected it
But I'm just a fucking kid Another time on my phone again
And I don't know why I'm even trying