Phony Ppl Smoke To Get Sober.
What if we were born into a high
And the boring'est of guys were interesting in her eyes
Imagine that we hum a lullaby and we never wonder why
That the truth, is just a lie
Picture this we never ever die
But we never were alive
And gravity holds us high
Imagine you can tell me how you feel
Without wonder if its real
Emotions are crystal clear
If down was up, and up was down
And everytime you spoke
You never made a sound
If we walked on ceilings to look up at the floors
Would hot be cold? would less be more?
If this was that (if this was that)
If that was this (if that was this)
Would we love it?
Would we live in bliss?
Can we handle this, can we handle that?
Would we love it?
Or wanna switch it back?!
Naturally saying dumb phrases that mean absolutely nothing
And every word gets deeper deeper after consumption
Some call it trippin' (trippin')
Some call it buggin' (buggin')
See me rollin red cheeba cheeba I know you want it
Just to get that feeling we were really born with
I take a long hit...
and take another one
and take another one
Just to get that feeling we were really born with
and take another one
And give your brother some
So he can get that feeling he was really born with
So we can get that feeling we were really born with
Smoke to get sober
Sip sip to get sober
(So we can get that feeling we were really born with)
Smoke to get sober
Sip sip to get sober
