I looked into the eyes of a bear wallking towards me, I knew by then the drugs were kicking in
Trees and concrete changing color but how?
It must be the drugs
Emotions running wild like a stampede of bulls
Hapiness to where I left myself crying, I wouldn't have cared if I was dying, I was so happy
It probably is the drugs
Looking across the street I see an owl figure when really its a plastic transformer
Looking into my inner soul I found my new self, not a whale, but someone who will be a more pleasent spirit of this world
It is the drugs
Trees and concrete changing color but how?
It must be the drugs
Emotions running wild like a stampede of bulls
Hapiness to where I left myself crying, I wouldn't have cared if I was dying, I was so happy
It probably is the drugs
Looking across the street I see an owl figure when really its a plastic transformer
Looking into my inner soul I found my new self, not a whale, but someone who will be a more pleasent spirit of this world
It is the drugs