This is the most intelligent thing that I have ever done

Say to myself, self, what were you thinking of?

Bittersweet, my discovery, but it's still sort of sweet

Next time I slip and fall I will be watching

It's not what you say

We don't listen to you anyways

My heart is open so we find a way

I hope that when I die, I push up a flower

And piss off whoever happens to be in power

Bittersweet, my discovery, but it's still sort of sweet

Next time I slip and fall I will be watching

Now I'm trippin'

Losing my mind

But I'm living

Before I die