Out Of The Haze

It's my party now, I'm gonna celebrate Got something to say, but I forgot Yeah, things are looking up, that's what Aubri says Thank god for that bill paying off Call it remission, call it an intermission But I'm here now, got no fear now Call it an instant, I call it my vision We pray for the sun, we sit in the shade Counting birthdays, counting birthdays Yeah, yeah, yellow little flames They're burning in my brain Saying come out of the haze, come out of the haze Yeah, yeah, come out of the haze It's my party, we drink prematurely Drown in a kiddie pool, growing up early I'm a big girl, I cry singing Fergie Trix are for kids and bitches in a hurry And type-A bitches with third degree burnout Speed dating shrinks just to up the turnout Crowd participation, group intervention Overstimulation-I lost the plot Hyperreality's kicking my ass I'm asking questions I never answered Like, did my school gentrify jazz? (What?) Did my school gentrify jazz? Like ready, explain over Telehealth So, I'm addicted to saving confession for doe-eyed confusion on stages in basements La la la last gig was months ago Bless me for sinning, losing my vision We pray for the sun, we sit in the shade Counting birthdays, counting birthdays Yeah, yeah, yellow little flames They're burning in my brain Saying come out of the haze, come out of the haze Yeah, yeah, come out of the haze, come out of the haze Come out of the haze, come out of the haze Yeah, yeah, come out of the haze We pray for the sun, sit in the shade Counting birthdays, coming out of the haze