X Ambassadors, K.Flay & grandson - Zen

Give me groceries and booze
Give me FaceTime with my friends
Give me intravenous news
Little drips of CNN
Give me meditation apps
Text me pictures of your dog
Just give me life, give me peace, give me noise

Someone give me fucking zen
Someone give me fucking zen

Give me space, at least six feet
Dig my grave just as deep
I got sex on my mind all the time, fuck
Scrolling through the internet, time suck
I've been feeling flat like a pancake
I could use a hug or a handshake
I could use some drugs or a band-aid
Cooped up in a hole
I wanna lose all my control
I wanna just go on a rampage
Give me wisdom, give me teeth
Give me vision, let me see
Give me courage to confess
Every night I text my ex
Give me girls
Give me boys
Give me life, give me peace, give me noise
Someone

Give me fucking zen
Someone give me fucking zen
Give me fucking zen
I need something to avoid all of my fears and paranoia
Give me, give me
Someone give me fucking zen

(Yeah)
Gimme an appetite
Gimme hope for the afterlife
Or a reason to look past tonight
Gimme happiness when I found the fame
Gimme music that doesn't all sound the same
Gimme something that I can look forward to
Gimme humans that I can get closer to
You look down at me but the next thing you know it's you
With the rent overdue
Gimme a little bit of piece of your peace of mind
Gimme a piece of yours, you'll get a piece of mine
Gimme something to do when there's nothing to do
But when I get it, shit, I'll probably just fuck it up too
Gimme two steps to the left (Oh)
Gimme one step to the right (Hey)
Give me one dance with the volume at ten
And someone, anyone

Give me fucking zen
Someone gimme fucking zen
Give me fucking zen
I need something to avoid all of my fears and paranoia
Give me, give me
Someone give me f–

Give me hope for something better
Give me justice for my cries
Tell me we're all in this together
And if we're not, then tell me lies
Give me love, give me WiFi
Give me drugs, get me sky high
Gimme headspace, set my head straight
Cut the dead weight, burn the red tape
Give me the good old days from seven days ago
Let me go outside again
Give me life, give me peace, give me noise

Someone give me fucking zen
Someone give me fucking zen
Give me fucking zen
I need something to avoid all of my fears and paranoia
Give me, give me
Someone give me fucking z–