I think I have the best of me
Inside my head
No one else competes with me
I think I'm great
Got spirit tucked away inside
I know the ghosts of angel notes to kiss
Everything I sing is part of this
Got honey brushed across my lips
I know, I know, I know, I know
If you can call this luck
If you can call this luck
If you can miss this much
Eat my dust you insensitive f**
Eat my dust you insensitive f**
Eat my dust