We've Been Trading Paranoia (The Future is Now) (Suno Exclusive)

[Intro] Oh man, Daytona We’re coming up around the bend Nobody knows when this party will end Nobody knows where it began [Verse 1] We’ve been trading paranoia in our worn-out shoes Walking through the Berkshire summer sun Apple-infused, with the sailor’s right To stay up all night till the morning comes Five on a bet and only one true love We fall in the wreckage of what we’ve become Summer sun, long golden-tanned legs I can’t resist, but I don’t know what I want [Pre-Chorus] Why won’t you let me in? You shyly blush like you already know The sign says NOW ENTERING YOUR HEART Is this the right way to go? [Chorus] Oh man, Daytona, we’re coming around Flying higher than we ever knew I think I lost both of my shoes Somewhere between the sky and you Keep right, baby, don’t turn back Catapulting through the blue If the whole world disappears tonight I’d rather be with you [Verse 2] She wore a tennis skirt in my head Like a memory somebody left behind She tested every theory without trying When she runs her hands through her hair, I lose my mind Surfing on a night that never was there The ocean turned silver underneath the moon You showed up in your tall white car With the white-painted tires humming out of tune You are a masterpiece just as you are Even the cracks look good from here I was looking for a place to disappear You were looking for another gear [Pre-Chorus] Why are we here? Where did it even begin? The road keeps bending sideways And the headlights keep coming in [Chorus] Oh man, Daytona, we’re coming around Flying higher than we ever knew I think I lost both of my shoes Somewhere between the sky and you Keep right, baby, don’t turn back Catapulting through the blue If the whole world disappears tonight I’d rather be with you [Bridge] Lost my keys in the middle of the night Trying to play basketball again The streetlights flicker like a warning But nobody remembers what it said Five on a bet One true love Ten thousand miles And nowhere to run The highway turns into a television The television turns into the sky You say, “Maybe this was always happening” I say, “Maybe we were never alive” [Instrumental Break] warbly guitar / woozy synth / loose drum-machine groove [Verse 3] The Berkshire sun is going down Your white car disappears around the bend I keep thinking I can catch you But every road becomes the same road again We’ve been trading paranoia Like quarters at an arcade You gave me yours, I gave you mine And somehow neither one got paid [Final Chorus] Oh man, Daytona, we’re coming around Flying higher than we ever knew I think I lost both of my shoes But I never lost the thought of you Keep right, baby, don’t turn back The whole sky’s turning blue If there’s nowhere left to go tonight I’d rather go with you [Outro] The sign says now entering your heart The sign says nothing coming up ahead The sign keeps changing in the headlights I think I lost my keys again Oh man, Daytona We’re coming around the bend Nobody knows when this party will end Nobody knows where it began She wore a tennis skirt in my head