I think I have the best of me 
Inside my head 
No one else competes with me 
I think I'm great 
Got spirit tucked away inside 

I know the ghosts of angel notes to kiss 
Everything I sing is part of this 
Got honey brushed across my lips 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

If you can call this luck 
If you can call this luck 
If you can miss this much 

Eat my dust you insensitive f**k 
Eat my dust you insensitive f**k 
Eat my dust