Lowbrow Car Seat Headrest

I got no mind control
I don't know where it goes
But it always seems guilty, when I call its name

You're only ever horny when I'm getting out of bed
To turn on the water, and make some breakfast
It feels like a big deal

I can't believe you got yourself ensconced in this culture
It's so bitter, I thought you were better than that
And it feels like a big deal

You got no comfort zone
You must be getting lonely
Used to be the only fucker with potential on you

And you were in talks to sell out to Satan
But after a while, they stopped respondin'
So you started reblogging genderqueer stuff
And you lost a lot of friends
It was a big deal

(Whoa, whoa)

I can't believe you got yourself ensconced in this culture
It's so bitter, I thought you were better than that
And it feels like a big deal
(And it feels like a big deal)