Blame My Youth

Fantastic

Higher than low right now
Just back from bottomed out
Wrong combination of the right pills
Paid good money for a cheap thrill
No post card from the trip I took
Rum rings on a self help book
The bus from the city to the bright side
Got no blues on the red line
No shit I just woke up like this
I feel fucking fantastic
Hurray hurray
There’s a light in the attic
Sunshine on my brain
Today is the greatest
But I don’t know what day it is
It feels good
So good
To say
I’m okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
I’m okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
So bless so blesss make you wanna say
Good god gotta vibe like a Sunday morning
Been Soaked to the bone
Been pourin'
My umbrella gotta hole
Like the one in my soul
But the bells gonna toll
Gotta get it while hot
Before I go cold