Psychedelia

It's unnatural
To be tied down
To a treadmill
In a white, windowless room
Our subconscious
Is revolting
To save us
From the doldrums of our lives

Psychedelia
Faces in the stars

Devil music
Pretty colors
Come alive
In the canvas of my mind
In the sunshine
Is a new life
I can feel it
Tomorrow's just begun

Psychedelia
Faces in the stars
Psychedelia
Show me who you are

Gimme something
I can hang onto
Gimme something
I need

Psychedelia
Faces in the stars
Psychedelia
Show me who you are

Out here far away, looking down
Out here far away, looking down



Credits
Writer(s): Neal Carlson, Philip A Bianco, Louis Koster
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