i hate being bipolar it’s awesome

Someday, someday Someday I'll, I wanna wear a starry crown Some days, someday, someday I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday (Hold up, hold up) Someday, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday Back way (yeah), way-way (yeah), burning (yeah), mm-mm Uh, someday, I wanna tell everybody Someday, I wanna hit the red dot on everybody Someday, oh (heatstroke) Everyday I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana Everyday I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Someday, we gon' set it off Someday, we gon' get this off Baby, don't you bet it all on a pack of fentanyl You might think they wrote you off They gon' have to rope me off Someday, the drama'll be gone And they'll play this song on and on Sometimes, I take all the shine Talk like I drank all the wine Years ahead but way behind I'm on one, two, three, four, five No half-truths, just naked minds Caught between space and time This not what they had in mind But maybe someday I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Whoa, once again, I am a child I let go (go) of everything that I know, yeah Of everything that I know, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah (uh) I put my hand on a stove to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free