I’m fighting windmills

Piss drunk at the dude ranch

Drinking boxed wine

From your holy chalice

Boasting some new

Chemical imbalance

Wet cigarette clutched

Between your callous

But I had that classic one-night stand

With my own circumstance

And delusions of grandeur

From my hand

I left with a black eye

From life’s proverbial bar fight

(If I ever wanted to, I could turn back time

If I ever wanted to, I could change my life

And leave it behind)

Nothing else ever feels right

Locked in the quiet parts of my lifе

And how my light ain't so bright

Blacked out in the dead of night

You do what you do and

You do what you do and

You do what you do

You don’t havе a clue

I’m trying to understand intentions and plans