Glide

Think I lost my friends
Think I might have lost myself
I'm driftin' through the crowd
My heart is like a carousel
Somebody pulls me closer
The devil is on my shoulder
Tellin' me I should go there, just this once
So I stick 'em up
Palms up in the sky
It's rainin' liquor drops
Music makin' ripples in our paper cups
And all we do is glide, glide