Concrete Bed

Nada Surf

The world's locked up in your head 
You've been pouring in a concrete bed 
Your habits ossified 
You don't realize you're fried, so fried 

To find someone you love 
You gotta be someone you love 

The reason's somewhere in the timber 
It takes years till it sinks in 
You've used up the easy streets 
And you lost your taste for treats 
You're so fried 

To find someone you love 
You gotta be someone you love 

Stay high if you have to 
Do whatever it asks you 
You got another calling 
Don't let it pass you 

You know it cause you wrote it 
You just didn't think you'd actually do it 
It's just another wish you wished in a very long list 

To find someone you love 
You gotta be someone you love 
To find someone you love 
You gotta call your own bluff