its imprezia dickweed

Psychedelic friends
They make you feel this way
Psychedelic sense
Fulfilling my disgrace

Disorder, destruction
A whole lot of fucked up dreams
Wake up to the same shit
I feel like giving in

Summer time is out the roof
I feel like trash and so do you
I run away I contemplate
I feel my brain go outer space

Summer time is out the roof
I feel like trash and so do you
I run away I contemplate
I feel my brain go outer space

Psychomantic dread
Yeah I don't wanna wait
Wish I could find my way
I'm desperate for it

Disorder, destruction
A whole lot of fucked up dreams
Wake up to the same shit
I feel like giving in

Summer time is out the roof
I feel like trash and so do you
I run away I contemplate
I feel my brain go outer space

Summer time is out the roof
I feel like trash and so do you
I run away I contemplate
I feel my brain go outer space



Credits
Writer(s): Allen Inuyama
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