this may be the reason i live

bogel's 22th birthday, driving around like crazy, playing on the street, equipped with some booze and cigar. laughing like a bunch of idiots, r'nb and electro were played vividly. now why do you worry so much if you had a friends like these?

now painting rainbows on my ugly face
i built this cardboard neighborhood's disgrace
but i ascend and serve my feverish need
within the confines of such chemistry

its the way i see
everything i need
its no way to be

let this be our little secret
no one needs to know were feeling
higher and higher and higher

but i feel alive and i feel it in me
up and up i keep on climbing
higher and higher and higher

passion pit- little secret