there s something waiting for you in the 90th percentile you burned the gas you had bought from three states over in the last quarter mile have you seen lady luck she never ran with me and she never wants to make love all she wants to do is sit and make believe it s finally happened i swear to god that i ve lost my mind it seems so foolish but i m not going to look for it this time head aching like i swear there s something i need to fear it s time to buy a bottle of bourbon and just growing out my beard i am so done with this year i m sick of playing the song your boyfriend never plays last night i dreamt that i held you in a heliotropic daze vivid dirty dreams are stretched through my brain if you switch them out for dirty yellow flowers then i ll sing this refrain i m kind of a mess tonight cause i m half drunk and half uptight half stressed and half awake well i m half dressed for pity s sake a half glass of wine and a half finished song the turn down my road turned out to be wrong my eyes are getting darker i don t look like myself i feel like a broken tool dusty on her shelf it s finally happened i swear to god that i ve lost my mind it seems so foolish but i m not going to look for it this time head aching like i swear there s something i need to fear it s time to buy a bottle of bourbon and just growing out my beard i am so done with this year