I Control the Fire - What you write when you're so wasted you think you can fly,

What you write when you're so wasted you think you can fly, but then you crash into a couch and realize you're just a mess.

I’m gonna fly to Mars. (Later: I fell off the couch.)

I’m gonna be the president. (Later: I was still wearing my pajamas.)

I’m gonna live forever. (Later: I had a splitting headache.)