I lost my keys and my manners In the fear of missing out Straight to the centre watch me play my part Here we go, yeah here we go go go I'll sell the dream like I know where I'm headed But I wake up in a bed I don't belong in And I don't even know his name And that's alright cause I don't plan on being friends I could be back in the morning But I lost my keys and my manners I found myself a cool spaceship So I won't be back in the morning Life can be sick think about it Find me inside of a mosh pit Couple of hits and bruises Sometimes we gotta be stupid The city sucks me in like it's Jell-O Cruise control, I'm fully swallowed I've got the attitude And I'm too cool for school My vision might be blurry But I guess i'm kinda happy Sell the dream, sell it good, make it real Sell the dream, sell it good, make it real I could be back in the morning But I lost my keys and my manners I found myself a cool spaceship So I won't be back in the morning Life can be sick think about it Find me inside of a mosh pit Couple of hits and bruises Sometimes we gotta be stupid I could be back in the morning But I lost my keys and my manners I could be back in the morning But I lost my keys and my manners