You spend your days with your feet on the ground, hands tied behind your back
You’re making plans but the pressure’s building, coming to a head
But before you quit, look to the stars and think of what’s ahead (I say)
Let’s go out tonight
We’ll sleep when we die
Can’t figure out exactly what you want, you just know you want it bad
So every day’s a mystery
But you will be so certain when the answer comes along
Let’s go out tonight
We’ll sleep when we die