Nice Guy

Space cadet
I'm flying down to earth
Flight risk
Kush to ease my nerve
Demon's staring eyes
Look at the atomic bomb
Ten grams of destruction
Mind annihilation
Smell of spice greets the senses
Awakened

Meet my friend
He's a nice guy
Crooked smile and X'd out eyes
He'll make you happy, dismayed, or splayed
Sometimes even
Take your breath away
Sense the climax
Times elapse
Another chapter in my life of death

My mind is on a trip
It's lost and can't come back
Spinning in circles
Up is down
Manufactured happiness
To turn me around

Away I go
On my death trip
Convulsions and sickness
The feelings I relish
From misted gaze
Shadows I crave
Paranoia into mental decay

Black resin glistens
It's vile stench
Awakens euphoria
Disease of the mind

Back into the atmosphere
This panic attack shall pass
Leaving behind the mire
Of my anguished past
Symptoms of ah
The smell is all you need
Cut me open
Smoke is all I bleed
Words from outside
I cannot hear
One with my faith
I have no fear

My mind is on a trip
It's lost and won't come back
Spinning in circles
Up is down
Manufactured happiness to turn me around



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Simek
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