standing on pure luck
watched the world turn before me
i just let it go

examined sunset
stopped predicting the future
played harmonica

i would be so blessed
to care about anything
in the universe

seek but i can’t find
i summon the pink bubble
just in fucking case

he was number one
have fun and become a nun
doomed by my touched buns

sell the setting sun
there was some time left to run
olivia munn

you’re already spread
i can see you on my bread
basking in street cred

tongue and cheek shark week
coordinates on the disk
also spaghetti

everything you know
all of it, every lil’ piece
it’s all fucking true

i’m rolling in it
for mistakes, high five me bro
cant keep shit from you

kick it up a notch
he wants it in the pooper
answer his prayers

moment of laughter
sublimate the cup, hold ghosts
you’re welcome to squeeze

it’s an endless trip
I see myself in five years
covered in scotch tape

put into practice
is it cool? make it cooler
is it lame? burn it

don’t wanna buy it
I shun the nonbeliever
I exit my home

it all gets clearer
if your shit don’t fuckin’ work
try another way

these pills really work
future and the present day
wrecked it from inside

our friendship died
I gotta direct the ride
every day of life

your dreams on the shelf
disappointed in yourself
like there’s no life left

Will Ferrel is Elf
Johnny Depp, my co-pilot
is humble and good

evaporates fear
for those of you in the mood
be the receiver

moon recipient
he’s a dome god believer
possess sentience

for the love of god
u got to make this hapen
its flail or be flailed

climbable buildings
eat cinnamon rolls, cheat codes
“my anus my eyes”

I am in control
shit upon the winding road
this show’s oversold

lemon in my hand
everything else is bullshit
didn’t understand

genuine question
where did you this to yourself
genuine concern