Trip like I do

the sky is falling
the mind is deceived
but only you can see
the land of makebelieve

you turn into a toad
a fall into the psychedelic hole
for Jesus just told you
follow the yellow brick road

God you pray
please let me stay
but the drugs were cheap
reality, is this way....

Author's Note

No one feels what you do when you're high. No matter how badly you want them to.