Seaway - Pleasures

I'm in a hot tub
cool from the suds
where is my dove?
I'm losing my breath,
breaking a sweat
I think that I'm black out

It's so beautiful
and so miserable
kind of a joke
And I'm kind of broke
I really think I just need soda

Feels just like I remember
Givin into all my pleasures
They all make me feel much better
Here's to hoping I surrender

Meet me on an island
On an island far from here
Meet me on an island
C'mon baby lets disappear

Watch the sunrise
Through my red eyes
Desensitized
bottoms up
I'm out of luck
I feel nothing

I'm floating here
And Staying weird
For One more god damn wasted year
But I'm fine with treading here forever

What's the the point of waking up when you can't if you can't fly?
What's the point of coming down when you're sky high

Written by:
ADAM SHOJI, ANDREW EICHINGER, KEN TAYLOR, MICHAEL GREEN, PATRICK CARLETON, RYAN LOCKE

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