Lucid.

Oh, what a mess we've made
Praying that the feds don't raid
My spot
Oh, what a mess we've made
Praying that the cops don't raid
My spot
This too good to be a lucid dream
Pinch me
Is this reality?
Or not?
This too good to be a lucid dream
Pinch me
Is this reality?
Or not?

Peace and serenity
Prayers to the trinity
And I hope the weed gets back to me
Yes, I hope the weed gets back to me
Cause I need it more than anything
More than anything
More than anything
Yes, I need it more than anything
More than anything
More than anything

Praying that I find a peace of mind
Before I grip this piece of mine
And go out, got out, got out
Praying that I find a peace of mind
Before I grip this piece of mine
And go out, got out
Go out with a bang
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
Let's go out with a bang
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah

If should die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take

Praying that I find a peace of mind
Before I grip this piece of mine
And go out, got out
Go out with a bang



Credits
Writer(s): Edoardo Mallard
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