The Original

I’m running out of days, whoa
This is outer space, whoa
(Whoa) I am awake
(Whoa) Salt in your taste
I feel it on my skin, it’s so original
I can’t get you out
Yeah, I can’t make you mystical
Yeah, I tasted your chemical
I can’t get you out
Yeah, I can’t make you fictional
Yeah, you are the original
Bleed it make it right, whoa
A fever in the night, whoa
(Whoa) I am alive
(Whoa) Salt in my eyes
You’re underneath my skin, you’re so original
Yeah, you are the original
Yeah, you are the original
I can’t get you out
Yeah, I can’t make you mystical
Yeah, I tasted your chemical
Yeah you are, yeah you are the
Yeah, you are the original
Yeah, you are the original