Living a good life full of good vibes

My eyes are on the grey skies

Saying I don't want to come home tonight

Yeah, I'm high up, off what?

I don't even remember

But my friend passed out in the Uber ride



From the city of the 915

Where all the girls are pretty

And they're down for the hype

All my boys are with me

Going up for the night

But who cares, who cares



'Cause this is our year

So wake me up in the Spring

While I'm high off my American dream

We don't always say what we mean

It's the life of an American teen