Acid Tripping Hippy

Cold ring knocks of reality against my head
But I still won't let you in
The spirit remains, however present, in abject horror
Of the things that may or may not surround him
His brain vibrates on another wave, his parents weren't there
His friends never seem to fucking care

This is him, the Sequential Acid Tripping Hippy
God melt his soul
Just a paranoid schizophrenic
Just like you or I

Don't do drugs, don't lose sight, remember what was right and you won't get hurt
You acid tripping dope smoking hippy
"Hey man, that's pretty trippy man
Yeah I do understand"
You acid tripping dope smoking hippy

His brain vibrates on another wave, his friends don't care that he isn't there
Hippy, fuck
You could roll a joint and he'd get stoned
You could make a point and he won't know
You acid tripping dope smoking hippy

His vibrates on another wave, his friends don't care that he isn't there
Hippy



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Writer(s): William King
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