Fat Chance Testo

Bad trip, fat chance.
I’ll grip the seams of my pants.
I’m leaving here in the morning.

I’ll move out of this house.
I will get my own place.
Get noticed, get in pictures,
I will paint my face.

Forever is a long time. Forever, forever is a long time.
Forever.
Forever.

Sequins, skin tight.
You played in Chicago last night,
and I drove home to Alabama.

An artist’s mind is
stimulated by the aesthetic.
I don’t know about art,
but I think your music’s shit.

Forever is a long time.
Forever.
Forever, forever, forever is a long time.