Ballyhoo Letra

And I'm feelin' like a lunatic
Fuck it up, live it up, pick it up
Keep on stayin' on wonderlust
I'm comin' out again, in a secret bag
I'm as useless as a dumb and a crippled ballerina

Some days I reach up for the blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I reach up for a knife, I gotta let it go
No no hard feelings, climb the ceiling
I'm not stalling
Eh, eh

Listen up, listen up, I'm drinkin'
Dutch [?] my luck
I'm waitin' on the sun, waitin' on the sun
Like a song that's blowin' up
It's a curse, it's a worser blessin'
[god?] is on the sun
Oh, my money to burn, chewin' bubblegum
With a head full of trouble and the [?] get offended

Some days I reach up for the blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I reach up for a knife, I gotta let it go
No no hard feelings, climb the ceiling
[?]


Some days I reach up for the blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I reach up for a knife, I gotta let it go
Some days I reach up for the blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I reach up for a knife, I gotta let it go
No no hard feelings, climb the ceiling
I'm not stalling
Eh, eh