Young and wasted
Look at me now
I´m the King of California
Straight out of Tennessee
Come on baby

Crash on my couch
You´ve got that Hollywood nosebleed
You´ve got the pedigree
But when the seasons change
That´s when I´ll check that plane and go
Back, back, back, back, back to the middle
I´m gonna be high
Back, back, back, back to the middle
When I´ve had enough, I will fly
Back, back, back, back to the middle
Passengers please stand by
Back, back, back, back to the middle
It´s a miracle, I´ve escaped alive
In the thick, thick
Electric air
There´s a cloud of smoke ascending
Blocking the city lights
Fast and faded

Dead in Times Square
I´m not looking for a heartache
I gotta catch a flight
Because the weather´s cold
This scene is getting old
And it´s back, back, back, back, back to the middle
I´m gonna be high
Back, back, back, back to the middle
When I´ve had enough, I will fly
Back, back, back, back to the middle
Passengers please stand by
Back, back, back, back to the middle
It´s a miracle, I´ve escaped alive
In the freeze
I´m dreaming of the palm trees
On the beat I scheme about the city
Why should I go

Back, back, back, back, back to the middle
I´m gonna be high
Back, back, back, back to the middle
When I´ve had enough, I will fly
Back, back, back, back to the middle
Passengers please stand by
Back, back, back, back to the middle
It´s a miracle, I´ve escaped alive
Back, back, back, back, back to the middle
I´m gonna be high
Back, back, back, back to the middle
When I´ve had enough, I will fly
Back, back, back, back to the middle
Passengers please stand by
Back, back, back, back to the middle
It´s a miracle, I´ve escaped alive
Back, back, back, back to the middle
Back, back, back, back to the middle

Back, back, back, back to the middle
Back, back, back, back to the middle