Mali

I’m sitting on the sand by the PCH
I haven't slept in like a couple days
I got a bag of gummies and a pre-roll too
I’m staring at the ocean and it’s really blue
I don’t care about the mansions on the hill
I’m just trying to keep my head really still
My phone is dead and I’m glad it is
I’m staying out here and minding my business.
(Chorus)
I’m getting high in Malibu
I got nothing better to do
The sun is hot and the water’s cold
I’m doing exactly what I’m told
I feel great, I feel a little weird
Everything I hated just disappeared
Yeah, I’m high in Malibu
And I’m not coming home to you.
(Verse 2)
I walked into a store just to buy a drink
The guy behind the counter gave me a wink
I think I look a mess but I don’t really mind
I left all my problems way back behind
I’m sitting on the hood of a rental car
I don’t even know where the keys even are
It’s 4 PM and I’m losing my mind
But it’s the best day that I could find.
(Outro)
Just me and the waves.
Everything’s fine.
I’m doing great.
I’m wasted.

Modern pop-punk, alt-rock vocals, crunchy distorted guitar power chords, trap-influenced drums, high-energy anthe