Wishing Well - blink-182

Been gone a long time

I kinda lost my way, I can’t find it

And I caught a short ride

To the grave and back this season

I can try to get by

But every time I start to panic

I’m a little bit shy

A bit strange and a little bit manic

La da da da, da da da da

La da da da, da da da da da

I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor

Cut up by sharper rocks, and washed up along the shore

I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand

Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land

On the narrowing line, what a way to sort my troubles

In a very short time, gonna pop, better duck and cover

Can you figure me out?

I got caught like a little kid stealing

Did I say it too loud?

A bit hard or a little misleading

La da da da, da da da da

La da da da, da da da da da

I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor

Cut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shore

I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand

Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land

La da da da, da da da da

La da da da, da da da da da

I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor

Cut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shore

I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand

Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land

I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor

Cut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shore

I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand

Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land