888 - Critical Mistakes

Let me rewind to the times where we never felt ill
We fill our minds with those dreams and we never miss a beat
Just pass the time staying up, feeling restless at night
Come wake me up before I die and I never get to live

I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I'd let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes
I want a house on the hill by the ocean
I'd let the tide wash away all my critical mistakes

Let's spend the days, empty space, watch the waves in our mind
We count the stars, write our names in the sand beneath our feet
It feels so right blowing smoke clouds polluting the sky
You take a drag before the moment escapes you, feel the light

Let me rewind
We fill our minds
We fill our minds with smoke