Songtexte Get Lost - Misty Boyce

Is this the last of me?
Chasing down a big dream into the wild
Winning the lottery is easy if you taste blood
But I don't bite
I could be anything
But everything is nothing, so why bother?
To get in a magazine
It all adds up to something I can't buy

So I get lost, get high
Get off to get by
I get on this slow ride
It's alright

My baby is laughing
Cigarettes and cocaine taking the life from him
But he don't see an ending hitting the wall
If you're flying over it on Adderall
We want the real thing
The salt, the sweet, the fat of the land
But our sugar is empty
And the bread we break is poison

So I get lost, get high
Get off to get by
I get on this slow ride
It's alright

And is it enough to just keep breathing?
Never enough, my God, I'm so needy
Show me the road wet with reason
Leading me home
And get to the truth, deliver us from evil
Open the door and see all of the people
Hearing the word, desperate to feel less alone

'Cause we get lost, get high
Get off to get by
We get on this slow ride
It's alright

Never enough, deliver us from evil
Any way to get to the people
Show me the road, I am desperate to feel less, less alone
And Heaven to Earth, salvation's in the silence
Carry the seed, dread into violence
Dig up the weeds and get the fuck off of your phone

You phone
The fuck off your phone (You phone, you phone, you phone)