i'm gonna make a mistake, i'm gonna do it on purpose. i'm gonna waste my time. cause i'm full as a tick and i'm scratching at the surface, and what i find is mine. and when the day is done, and i look back and the fact is i had fun, fumbling around. all the advice i shunned, and i ran where they told me not to run, but i sure had fun, so i'm gonna fuck it up again. i'm gonna do another detour. unpave my path. i've acquired quite a taste for a well-made mistake — i wanna make a mistake why can't i make a mistake?