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Blast Off!!

 

Blast Off!!

(album: Cult Mentality - 2022)


(I'm talking about marijuana)

Infuse myself sometimes but I know
It won't keep me very long
And I'll be waiting
Confused as hell, don't know where to go
Wait, where the hell am I?

Can't find my phone
Where the fuck is home
Radio stuck on
Wherever I May Roam
Headlights so bright
Running every single light
Holy shit I'm way too high

Watching and waiting
Counting seconds 'til I touch down on the moon
Hold on I think I'm
Farther than faded
And it don't mean nothing

Smoke in my lungs
Pain in my chest
Can't shake the feeling
It's just in my head
I'm hearing the walls
They're my only friends
They're telling me now
It's not gonna end
Fuck!

I'm gone
Give it up to me
I'm gone

Watching and waiting
Counting seconds 'til I touch down on the moon
Hold on I think I'm
Farther than faded
And it don't mean nothing
It don't mean nothing

I fucking love my life
I fucking love being high
I fucking love writing songs in the middle of the night
I fucking love my friends
I fucking love fast cars
I fucking love this shit (I fucking love it!)

I fucking love my life
I fucking love being high
I fucking love writing songs in the middle of the night
I fucking love my friends
I fucking love fast cars
I fucking love it when your mom buys me shots at the bar

I fucking love that shit
I fucking love it!
So come quick and take another hit
And sing it like this (bitch)

Watching and waiting
Counting seconds 'til I touch down on the moon
Hold on I think I'm
Farther than faded
And it don't mean nothing
It don't mean nothing

Infuse myself sometimes but I know
It don't mean nothing
Confused as hell, don't know where to go
It don't mean nothing

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