People keep talking, they're just saying
All the shit I've done wrong nowadays
They're all psychic, telling me that
I should go my own way
I will do what they say, keep me on my toes
Back in college, I was smoking, I was drinking
I was downing fireball, I was manic
Made a promise to my mom, said
That I'd go find Jesus, out there in the open
Follow him to death
I guess I want to be better
I want to see the future
I just want a taste of freedom
Just want to seek some shelter
I just want to leave this life behind
I want to be my own demise
And you cover it all up with some fireball
And the outcome I'm afraid of
Was on a bender every night
Late night last week, I put my money in some NFT's
Working at mom's new boutique
Watching reruns of Schitt's Creek, and I
I guess I want to be better
I want to see the future
I just want a taste of freedom
Just want to seek some shelter
I just want to leave this life behind
I want to be my own demise
And you cover it all up with some fireball
Don't act so tough
You're still a mama's boy
I guess I want to be better
I want to see the future
I just want a taste of freedom
Just want to seek some shelter
I just want to leave this life behind
I want to be my own demise
And you cover it all up with some fireball