Acid
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Got me trippin', like I'm on acid
Is this real, or am I dreaming?
This an illusion, it's not revealing
This the season to go out scheming
The sky is moving, yeah how you feeling?
How you feeling?
(Hey)
How you feeling?
(Yeah)
How you feeling?
We gon' have some okay
Ain't no reason to delay
This is our own holiday
You think I know what to say
Can't read minds like telepath
I ain't no professor X
You think I'm really insane
I don't know what else to say
Colorful flower bouquet
I don't play games, GTA
We can mold, it's made of clay
You think I won't I won't really stay
You won't ever change your ways
We can fly like paper planes
Name the place I'll take you there
You know I'll go anywhere
Ticking time bomb, yes we are
Let's make most of it get far
Let's make most of it get far
Let's make most of it get far
(Uh, uh, uh)
Get far, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get far, yeah
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah)
Got me trippin', like I'm on acid
Is this real, or am I dreaming?
This an illusion, it's not revealing
This the season to go out scheming
The sky is moving, yeah how you feeling?
How you feeling?
(Hey)
How you feeling?
(Yeah)
How you feeling?
Got me trippin', like I'm on acid
Is this real, or am I dreaming?
This an illusion, it's not revealing
This the season to go out scheming
The sky is moving, yeah how you feeling?
How you feeling?
(Hey)
How you feeling?
(Yeah)
How you feeling?
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Got me trippin', like I'm on acid
Is this real, or am I dreaming?
This an illusion, it's not revealing
This the season to go out scheming
The sky is moving, yeah how you feeling?
How you feeling?
(Hey)
How you feeling?
(Yeah)
How you feeling?
We gon' have some okay
Ain't no reason to delay
This is our own holiday
You think I know what to say
Can't read minds like telepath
I ain't no professor X
You think I'm really insane
I don't know what else to say
Colorful flower bouquet
I don't play games, GTA
We can mold, it's made of clay
You think I won't I won't really stay
You won't ever change your ways
We can fly like paper planes
Name the place I'll take you there
You know I'll go anywhere
Ticking time bomb, yes we are
Let's make most of it get far
Let's make most of it get far
Let's make most of it get far
(Uh, uh, uh)
Get far, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get far, yeah
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah)
Got me trippin', like I'm on acid
Is this real, or am I dreaming?
This an illusion, it's not revealing
This the season to go out scheming
The sky is moving, yeah how you feeling?
How you feeling?
(Hey)
How you feeling?
(Yeah)
How you feeling?
Got me trippin', like I'm on acid
Is this real, or am I dreaming?
This an illusion, it's not revealing
This the season to go out scheming
The sky is moving, yeah how you feeling?
How you feeling?
(Hey)
How you feeling?
(Yeah)
How you feeling?
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Flores
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