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