Lyrics
Put it down
I found a cloud in your house
Nimbus
Girl I wanna know who you’re doin’ (Not me)
Lucy got me trippin’, I’m lucid dreamin’ (we bought the mushrooms)
Trust me, free me from your love (sick of love)
Need peace, I need to breathe (sick of love)
I need to breathe
Yo, I’m simply simpin’ for love (simpin’ for love)
A sad slickin’ sad kid slippin’ (I got lost)
With Saturn’s rings in the back spinnin’ (in your heart)
Secrets that I kept in the bag; rippin’
It’s African magic in black children, Egyptian (eye of Ra)
The eye of Ra and the black pyramid
Snake hissin’ in the grass but I’m anaconda (she crack jokes, Billy hatcher)
Television static In the back, broken antenna (pokemon go I might catch ya’)
Make ’em panic to battle rap with the baddest, got double entendres
I’m drippin (in the hills with my guitar just like last year)
Young pharaoh I’m hieroglyphic like sphynxs (and I’m so sick of love I might vomit blood)
Sphynxs (cat)
Little dude, she a princess (gorgeous)
Now that sh#t don’t matter (no more)
Say less (on god)
Let’s take a trip to Hawaii
I’ve seen the mushrooms
I’ve seen the mushrooms
Grow in the backyard
Told ’em all to back up
Paranoia stacked up
Weed in your back pocket
Flirtin’ in the classroom, high
Dry grass, pink skies, Mr. Kite (Lucy, I just spoke to Mr Kite)
At your neck in the bathroom, why? (I haven’t seen you since last Night)
Yo, yo, circa 2011
We were like 7
Our love was severed
I barely remember all the nostalgia
Sentiments set in like the sunsets and the separate bed that we shared together
If love is an apparatus the fact is you’re good at gymnastic stretches
I hope when you sent that message you meant it
Yo what up
X marks the treasure
And the boy’s brewin’ stormy weather
In a tie dye, might char umbrellas
We fly kites as high as pterodactyls
We pteranodon
Kaleidoscope fractals
And merry prankers we move further
Marco Polo, we travelin’
In this trip drip is what we’re establishin’
The flow’s colder than the ocean floor froze over and avalanches
And Eve is climbin’ trees, up on several branches this trippy summer
It’s the Hidden Hill hippies, mushroom vigilantes
It’s CTVU
I’m sick of love
Throwin’ up polkadots and PVA glue
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