Clowns Swallow Your Dreams
They say you can trust what comes from the ground
But I know better than that now
And that you only use ten
Percent of your brain
But in this new consciousness
I swear that I have used more
Swiped sideways the curtain and witnessed a war
Where an a-bomb has been dropped on my head
And the shape of its cloud
Has left an imprint
That won't recover and won't be the same again
Just cos it's in your head doesn't mean it's not real
What is real? What am I?
I'm slowly but surely losing my mind
Thinking psychotic thoughts I'd follow them out if I wasn't impaired
My skin is melting
I want it off, need it off, I'll scratch it off
This is the new me now, with my broken second hand mind
Traumatised, paralysed and hypnotised
Just cos it's in your head doesn't mean it's not real
Doesn't mean it's not happening
It's your worst nightmare
From how silly you have been with psilocybin
Now swallow your dreams
You gotta let your mind
Develop before you expand it
You gotta learn to let it
Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...