Cure is what I am looking for in you,
Adapt my thoughts, make it yours,
Curiosity is a gift, But the reality is a Drift,
Into our past, Our love, Our want, Our dreams.
Read them, and may not your eyes burn,
For he says, Comfort my Child, Fear thou not, For I am with thee,
Comforting my love, my care, is in you, within you,
This trip is torn between reality and your awesome beauty.
Trying acid for the first time, and I feel like I am gonna die,
The same when I met you for the first time, See how time flies,
The grimy parts of our past grows brighter, the black and white, shifts to technicolor, Full HD,
Spectacular, You are, OH Doctor! treat me I am having a Drug overdose I feel.
Colors splitting, like supersonic planes tearing apart the stratosphere,
At Mac 4, traveling faster than sound,
My head is pulling in games, Maybe you should just let go this control,
I am not playing a game, then why are you, breathe, go slow.
And slowly, you will see how minutes burn into hours into days,
We were supposed to be together either ways,
My head is growing bizarre ideas, I just wanna kill this sensation,
and set myself free.
Tripping on the very fabric of time, I freeze, while time burns the
rubber of my life, Oh set me free....Oh let me be, in my Acid Dream.
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