I'm not sure if it's me that's talking
Or if it's the liquids I've consumed
Playing my tongue like a puppet
Making me sing out of sync and tune
I'm afraid to sober up
'Cause I'm afraid that I might find
I'm just a perspective shift away
From losing my mind
It may not be reflected by real life
(But I'm my mind I'm doing fine)
It's all rose-tinted through these bloodshot eyes
(But in my mind I'm doing fine)
It may not be reflected by real life
(But I'm my mind I'm doing fine)
But in my mind I'm doing fine
I'm doing, yes I'm doing alright
Style over substance
'Less the substance can be abused
No empathy, no heart on the sleeve
Of my slick designer suit
I used to sing sad ballads
But these days it's mostly meaningless rhymes
From the vodka-addled vacuum of my mind
It may not be reflected by real life
(But I'm my mind I'm doing fine)
It's all rose-tinted through these bloodshot eyes
(But in my mind I'm doing fine)
It may not be reflected by real life
(But I'm my mind I'm doing fine)
But in my mind I'm doing fine
I'm doing, yes I'm doing alright
Yeah, sublime, I've got heaven on my mind
And joy reverberating through my soul
Ignorance is bliss, and bliss is the only goal
And so I'm letting go of everything I know
To keep my conscience clean, a drink and a dance is all I need
The bright lights simply serve to deepen the shadows
Ignorance is bliss, and bliss is the only goal
And so I'm letting go of everything I know
It may not be reflected by real life
(But I'm my mind I'm doing fine)
It's all rose-tinted through these bloodshot eyes
(But in my mind I'm doing fine)
It may not be reflected by real life
(But I'm my mind I'm doing fine)
But in my mind I'm doing fine
I'm doing, yes I'm doing alright