West coast, west lane
Give me a choice
Well, I am insane
I hear your voice
Ghost train island can be no fun
I am silent
Do what you want
Woah woah
Nothing's too loud, weave us up a song
Woah woah
Nothing's too loud, everyone go home
Because I have changed in so many...
So many different ways
So many ways...
Well, don't give into all your heart's desires
Don't be afraid to let them out and flower
Hmmm, I guess Juliette is just not quite ready for me yet
Woah woah
Nothing's too loud, weave us up a song
Woah woah
Nothing's too loud, everyone go home
Oh well cause I have changed in so many...
So many different ways...
So many different ways...
So many different ways...
So many different ways...
So many different ways...