Awkward High

Bloodshot eyes awake, you chance a glance to the left what a pretty face Make no mistake, she's a dirty little hipster doing cocaine mixed with addie's on the R train But then she speaks in tongues that wrap around my head, and I can't recall a word she said Have I lost my mind And she stares and I stare back just for a while, and I crack a toothy smile But all I muster is this Awkward High So I'm gone, I'm out the door in a flash, I straighten out the twenty dollars, I have in cash My body's stationary but I must be wary cuz this girl She's giving me some sort of psychedelic whiplash So then she takes my hand, digits lock just for a while, she says I kinda really dig your style But I think it's kicking in And she stares at the clock says "I think it's time to go", she thought I had a much smoother flow But I'm just blasting off into this Awkward High I'm gonna be alright though I'm kinda low I'm gonna bounce right back organically yo I'mma be alright though I'm kinda sad You give the best damn hugs I've ever had I'mma be alright I swear it so Til I feel the tingly feeling in my backbone I'mma be alright I swear it's true Guess I'm slightly susceptible to some sorta suburban substance abuse