Lyrics Blast - Pure

Oh Yeah...
So you're active for politics?
A special bag of dirty tricks
You spend more time on your golf game
Than you ever did with your kids

We used imaginations to block you out
Now we've got supernatural lighting that's slipping out our fingers, yeah
And it told me
It's such a blast to be alive
It's such a blast to be alive
When you're too blasted,
When your too blasted, yeah, Come on

So now I want to head out to
Some faraway places (some faraway places)
Where the sky's not burning
Nothing matters anyway (anyway)
I want to scream at the ghosts of my past
Where my past paints the sky such a colour
Maybe one little last

Now there's a simple explanation
These actions you come into
I finally realized
It's such a blast to be alive
It's such a blast to be alive
When you're too blasted, yeah
When your too blasted, come on

When you're too blasted, yeah
When your too blasted, come on
When you're too blasted, yeah
When your too blasted, yeah
When you're too blasted, yeah
When your too blasted, come on (come on)