Letras
Woke up in a stranger's bed
Somewhere in Ireland
I think we did something more than just falling asleep
At the karaoke bar
Free shots
Took it way too far
Acting like a person I was told to never be
Might be a delayed identity crisis
A ten years too late phase indulging in vices
Or maybe it's fine
And I'm right on time
Does this mean I'm livin' my life?
I know I'm not perfect
But I'm not a bad person
I'm tryna unlearn everything
So I'll have a few drinks
I deserve it
To make mistakes on purpose
Sundays taught me what to fear
All throughout my teenage years
Even now a part of me
Feels like I should repent
Have discipline and self—control
Don't you dare be sexual
I can't even count the things
They'd need me to confess
Mm
Probably a delayed identity crisis
A ten years too late phase indulging in vices
Or maybe I'm
Making up for lost time
Does this mean I'm living my life?
I know I'm not perfect
But I'm not a bad person
I'll try to not take all the blame
Let myself fall from grace
I deserve it
To make mistakes on purpose
I'll make mistakes on purpose
Yeah
I'm gonna stay out
Too late
Tell a stranger come over
Wake up
Headache
How'd I get this hung over?
Live a little bit too much
Even when I fuck things up
I know I'll be okay
I know I'm not perfect
But I'm not a bad person
I'm tryna unlearn everything
So I'll have a few drinks
I deserve it
To make mistakes on purpose
Mm
Let myself fall from grace
On purpose, mm