The Trippers

This is the real action
The pot party
The trippers
The grasshoppers
The hip ones
All gathered in secrecy, and flying high as a kite

You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right
You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right
You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right

Could it be?
Nobody knows your baby
Nobody knows

You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right
You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right

Laying on the bathroom floor with stars in their eyes
They say love is dead?
Riding on this high, and he's gripping on her thighs
Clouded visions of a newlywed
Juliet's parents held their peace 'cause he's got a lot of bread
New Mercedes on a lease
Now he's gone and spread her knees
Doesn't like that she's a tease, but it's time to get release
Poor Juliet's does was too high, near comatose
Can't call for help, another victim of the undertow

You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right
You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right

I'm stuck in the afterglow
It'll be alright you know

As she falls down deeper to a state of bliss
Ecstacy on tongue, the electric kiss
Pupils sink into the abyss
Soon as it was laced, fate was set to not come back from this
Wait, this is where it ends isn't it
Laying in a bathroom, choking on spit while my last name's looking like counterfeit
Straight edge? Nothing but a hypocrite
Though I try with all my might, I can't conjure up the strength to fight again
Don't wanna go, this can't be right, I mean
Turn off that light

You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right
You know it's fade on sight
If you don't come right

Hope you send me your peace to exercise my demon
Maybe a shrink will probably get a blink of what I'm thinking
I've been smoking, I've been drinking
I've been smoking, I've been drinking
I've been smoking, I've been drinking

Hallelujah



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Kessler
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