Nada Surf Concrete Bed

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 didnt 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