rich hippies

Im surrounded by rich hippies
Unprofound and unforgiving
Im attacked by a new species
Custom fit and designer enlightened
Im surrounded by rich hippies
Vanilla blood stained paperback huxley
Youre superpowered in your superstition
Microdosing a class and an accent
Well what do you know
Well it all worked out the way you want and
Oh what do you know
And all i dont yeah yeah
I want to be a psychedelic obituary
And my cynicism is free
Come on come on come on shut up
Im exhausted by rich hippies
Youre only free because you can afford it
Its been a hard days nepotism
Pick up a habit thats the latest fashion
And what do you know now
And look at all i dont
Because i want to be a psychedelic obituary
And my cynicism is free
Come on come on come on shut up come on come on i feel attacked
Come on come on come on get up
Come on come on come on get up
Come on come on come on get up
Get up get up get out
Come on come on come on get up
Come on come on come on get up
Come on come on come on get up
Come on come on come on come on
I want to be a psychedelic obituary
And my cynicism is free
Come on come on come on
I said that i want to be a psychedelic obituary
And my cynicism is free
Come on come on come on shut up
Come on come on come on
I feel attacked by rich hippies



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Writer(s): Michael Barton
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