Testo Happy Adjacent

Last night I crashed my car right into a restaurant
It's the most that I felt alive or something in so long
In the ambulance lights I took in what I'd done

And I noticed of my shoes was untied
As the waitress she sat down with me outside

Sometimes I'm happy adjacent Sometimes it's all decoration
I can only take myself in sips
When turning 30 leaves you tasting
Emotional dehydration
That's where all the miracles are hid
If you blink you're gonna miss it

I called a psychic hotline mostly to argue
And blame my humiliation on what her cards drew
But I have an admiration for people who tell you

That they know exactly where you're meant to land
Sometimes you need that kind of comfort on demand

Sometimes I'm happy adjacent Sometimes it's all decoration
Sometimes I embarrassed I exist
When California leaves you tasting
Smoker's mouth and desperation
That's where something in you really clicks
If you blink you're gonna miss it