Bob Holiday Psychedelic Porn Crumpets

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[Verse 1]
You are not right
As both of our heads blew up at the same time
Have we awoke or violently cooked?
Oh, I cannot figure out a singular mood

[Chorus]
But I ain't telling you to stop
I ain't telling you to change your ways
I don't really care at all
I don't really mind if we lose ourselves trying
Falling down, c'est la vie, pour your insides out

[Post-Chorus]
Relay modus, trying to stay focused on
All components, drifting off and leaving me unbound

[Verse 2]
You are tripping on words
It's like you've been dissected and set in reverse
Or is it me that's so fried? Are you even there at all?
I've been listening to all your tales humming in my thoughts

[Chorus]
But I ain't telling you to stop
I ain't telling you to change your ways
I don't really care at all
I don't really mind if we lose ourselves trying
Falling down, c'est la vie, pour your insides out