El Sol - Beach Goons

I don’t know why, I don’t know why

Don’t feel a thing even though that I try

My room’s a mess but so is my head

I need some help with my head

My head

My head

My head

My head

I stay inside 'cause it’s hard to have fun

What scares me most is I can’t find the sun

I’ll take it slow but I’d rather be home

I need some help with my head

My head

My head

My head

My head

And every song I write sounds the same

Every song I sing is all the same

I don’t wanna go outside anymore

I don’t wanna stick around, no