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Mad Rad Underwater

[Hook]
I'm underwater
I can't get much higher than this [x2]

[Verse 1: P-Smoov]
Hello Molly
Can we be friends again?
And, you make life pretend
I hope this night won't end
And, I'm on ten
And, I'm on another planet
Damn it
Now you've become such a lavish habit
Let me have it
Addict —Drugs
I think that I fell in love
Now you make me feel so dumb
But I love it ‘cause you make me gone
And I'm drunk
And mistakes are way more fun
Poor life choice, muggy heat
Whole night moistened, I'm an oyster
You're a pearl
I think I can breed this world
I think I'm dreaming this, girl
Pinch me
Am I awake?
And is what I'm seeing fake?
Or is this the only time that is real?
I'm swimming in the ocean
All my friends are electric eels
Let me feel
Let me feel
Two for one, now that's a deal
Two's too much, I should have chilled
My dear little Molly pill
Life is calling, day is here
The day is here
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Buffalo Madonna]
I drown it out
With colorful amounts
Liquid morphine
Blue-green clouds
Two teaspoons down, down, down
Coming down as the sun comes up
Technicolor raindrops, no stop signs
Close the blinds
Everything is fine
Sometimes, good people lose their minds
This is normal most the time, trust me
I'm not hungry but I know I'm supposed to eat
I don't think my teeth like me—blood in the sink
I'm lucky this week, I'm alive
I'm not blind, I just don't like what I see
People are broken, repeat the same phrases
I'd rather get high and watch the mice build mazes
Strange place, faces, face it
What creature would ever create this?
I have a pharmacy in my apartment
Sponsored by the American government
Pap's got cancer, insurance can't cover it
Selling your drugs is my health coverage
It's early if I'm home before 4
My key hardly fits in my door anymore
Seen so many floors
Skinny white whores screaming, “love me more,”
“Just one more,”
In the hollowed mirrors, you can't disappear
Can't even turn your back on yourself in here
Nothing's clear
I want to see her but she can't see me like this
Not like this, God, not like this
Go home, shut your phone off, pop a Xanax
I'm a mess, I'm on the moon
Stuck in space and dead as Neptune
[Hook]


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