Got that spacey feeling in the pit of my mind
Who knows where I’ll travel or where I’ll end up
Do I have to get zoned before I can learn to relax?
What do I gain by drinking from nature’s holy grail cup?
How do I win the love of the common everyday people?
Do I need to put an act on before I love me?
Who is the real me that is watching the show?
Why do I put myself in prison before I can feel free?
I’ve gone deeper than this many times before
But this one seems to be telling me something sincere
Take a look in the mirror and what do you see?
Would this trip have been better with a dodgy warm beer?
Last night I lost my nerve and got lost in paranoia
Maybe I should turn the light on to put this fire out
I have to ride the waves that I cannot deliberately control
Maybe I have to bite the bullet and give my wife a shout
Five minutes of Avatar has calmed the desert storm down
Transported to a fantastical world of high theatre
The blood still pumps around the veins of my life
But I have narrowed my perceptions to the nearest millimetre
Taming a ferocious pterodactyl is like learning to fly
The power we store is powerful enough to start wars
We need to pay attention to our pineal gland
Or else the daily grind becomes a pointless fucking chore
Sometimes the call of death turns my head toward
pornography
I see it all around me and it stimulates my bone head
I wish I could escape its penetrating deadly grasp
But it reminds me how I’ll feel when my spirit is finally dead
I need to take my tension by jerking it out of my system
Otherwise, the bleepers would be coming out in full effect
No-one seems to hear my cries for laughter and affection
So I take it out on strangers who cause me to get erect
Maybe all I need to do is ask the question I need to hear
But I have heard that costs exactly a million fucking dollars
So I will wait for it to be revealed just in the nick of time
While I hang out with the cool dudes in the tie-dye colours
Cheers!
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