I been searchin’, lookin’ for a permanent reason
Out of sync with the seasons, not sure what I believe in
And a burden, why is bein’ loved so appealin’?
Can confirm I’m alone, we’re all just lost without meanin’ (Jimmy Jimmy)
Just a boy from the West, I’m born and bred
We coulda been rich, was poor instead
My evenings are blue, all my mornings red
I had to make scores from gents (Jimmy Jimmy)
I salute all my local fiends