Bright lights and lowlifes surround me

Bass low, some boys getting rowdy

I'm liquored up, don't know what I'm shouting

It's hard to see in this room, it's cloudy

Nothing but spilled drinks and crowds and

Some man that thinks he is Tarzan

No girls in here want a nice man

But I still pretend there's a chance

So why am I here

This don't feel right

I'm getting too weird

but not the good type

I'm just trippin on my own feet

With nobody here to catch me

I'm just trippin on my own feet

But at least they don't know that I'm lonely

I'm just trippin on my own feet

With nobody here to catch me