Look at me Iâ??m fallinâ??
Off of a cliff now
I can still hear my mama yelling no no no
But the words mean nothing
Canâ??t catch up to me now
And the view is so beautiful
All the way down
When I was a little boy
Suckinâ?? juice from a bottle
Believing my perceptions were oh so real
But I didnâ??t know nothing
Still knowing nothing
Was just enough for me to know the way I feel
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose
Look at me Iâ??m swollen
Like a bananafish now
Iâ??m never gonna make it out of my hole
But I keep on laughing
Doesnâ??t really matter
Thereâ??s dozens of reasons for explaining my soul
When I was a teenager
Suckinâ?? booze with the vatos
Discussing who was gonna live to be 21
They said they wouldnâ??t make it
They didnâ??t make it
Weâ??re all naked when the day is said and done
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose
Donâ??t know who made this all come true
But now while youâ??re here
You just gotta do what you gotta do
Now if I wasnâ??t such a weenie
Do you think youâ??d still love me
Pretending Iâ??m an airplane on the living
Room floor
But like a lovely generator
You stand right by me
And if words were wisdom Iâ??d be talking
Even more
So I keep on falling
As Iâ??m looking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot
Now Iâ??m like deniro
Iâ??m amarillo
And Iâ??ll never know when I hit the ground