Pick

Trip on a sweet cloud
I could take down if I'm a clown
Cause air were trip me where if it takes time to figure out
Pick up entertainment and then
Put it in the player

In the morning when I wake up and it's not here with me
It just hurts to shake off all these reality dreams

I drive without you
Every night

If it don't hit free then I'll like to be
If the mirror is evil it's not so free

Trip it up god's sake is all
Theres nothing that ain't for free
If you sleep you'll freak it on
And I'll know that it's not to be

People look around each one their feet touch ground
Each individual person is a reality to be found

Every night



Credits
Writer(s): Grady Simms
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