traged drama

stop your tragedies please

self-inflicted wastin time disease

runnin in circles

outside inside me

this is the afterlife

dont think just be

stoned and paranoid of death

works it out i see

why will i freak out

mostly happy monkey

freaked out rock star trainin

donkey fuck dull over funky

steep tea longer

leave the brain in

right brain has to check out this environment again

get a better outer world

better evertime i run a scan

outcomes arise from shit thoughts bout this guy

shit world muck, no wonder i need a high

all i wanna see, is what i choose, bliss version of me

chained by morons, should be sharing, evolving equally

on many levels different and same simultaneously