Iceland
Jake Britton
If I stay home all day and smoke a bowl
Does that make me great then?
Well I just want to go to Iceland
But I can't even pay my rent
Figures drag me down a spiral, black
And the pressure leaves me dry
Overheated. No sign of life
And the future. Well we don't talk
And we don't think, or act
Well I just want to go to Iceland
But then I can't pay my rent
Remember all the things we said
Everything will work out in the end
Well one day we can go to Iceland
And we can pay our rent
Remember who we were back then
Everything will work out in the end