Get calibrated
stack em up
Magnesium zaps through me
gargantuan juggernaut laser burn behind my eyes
Ah, point that finger somewhere else
you’ve got no jurisdiction here
The inside of my head is mine alone
At a time of my own choosing
As I desire and to the fullest extent
I’ll decide to make things strange
It’s strange
I’ll tell you it’s strange
Experimental dosing, GABA receptors on alert
If we are the universe experiencing itself
that’s a shoddy state of affairs at best
Let’s load up. What’s your distraction today?
Gaia’s on ayahuasca anyway
And what about divinity? Could it be for you and me?
It’s all too strange
I’ll tell you how strange
Get calibrated
stack em up
Kick me once more and maybe I’ll enjoy it this time
Barging demons cackling and biting at my nervous system
Ah, let them have at it how they please
Absinth chase me down, stir some butter into my glass
Smooth the road to oblivion, liminal sweetened blur
Cause the Devil’s best work is done on Twitter these days
Synaptic friendly fire forces fate
Tank tracks in my mental mud
Assassins at the blood brain barrier
Make a psychedelic conflagration
I I I
I jumble it all up
I want to make it all strange
I’ll tell you it’s strange
It’s strange
I wanna tell you it’s strange.
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