Hit.

by veronicaaa   Mar 31, 2010


Hide it. disguise it, don't let it show.
Hit it, lie about it, they'll never know.
You're smarter, deeper, you figured life out.
You're buzzin, blazin, there's not a doubt.

You dance, you play, but it's all in your head.
No gunfire, screaming, just melodies instead.
You sit, chill, soaking life in.
You conquered the world, without any movement.

Colors, they lie. Is anything real?
Now, touch your skin. How does it feel?
They're racing, your bones, don't stop now.
You're shaking, stop! You don't know how.

Now running, and chasing, don't lose control.
Your body is soaring, and you finally let go.
You see fairies, so happy, tickling your spine.
Don't be scared kid, everything will be just fine.

Who are you now? You've gotten off track.
You're not the same anymore, there's no going back.
It's coming down, your body, didn't you love it?
You've reached complete happiness, now take another hit.

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