Текст песни 6_36

I'm piled up high the morning light

A giant silver screen

I'm waiting for my mind to land

I'm living in a dream

YEAH

I'm a wizard I got magic sticks

I'm drinking liquid gold

The taste of metal in my mouth

Infected all my bones

The light so bright but when I close my eyes it all explodes

I'm piled up high the morning light

A giant silver screen

I'm waiting for my mind to land

I'm living in a dream

OH YEAH

I can't explain why colors fade

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I feel like I'm a winters day

And not a hippie had enough

I'm piled up high the morning light

A giant silver screen

I'm waiting for my mind to land

I'm living in a dream

I'm piled up high the morning light

And everythings unreal

The wizard lost his magic sticks

The wall turned in to stone

The taste of metal in his mouth

And everything explodes

I'm piled high the morning light

A giant silver screen

I'm waiting for my mind to land

Cause everythings unreal