cassi’s got a lighter in her canvas bag, mari rolls a dream and waves the flag, we pass it ’round till the dawn hums low, sparks in the sand where the tide can’t go. rizz is on the boardwalk painting “clouds again,” nader is telling stories no one understands, sativa hums the gospel of the green divine, i tap my toes and call it holy time. talkin’ ’bout the rent and the system’s lies, but we all dissolve in the smoke tonight, somewhere between chaos and calm we live, the joint makes peace no law can give. oh – meh – dee – day, life in MΣHi-co, la-la, we get lost just watching time flow, la-la, puff and sing our souls to the sky, la-la, MΣH – life goes on, and so do i. look — the world’s on fire, newsfeed wire, everybody selling fake desire, i’m just tryna light a candle made of mango wax and higher plans, mari hums scripture in a cloud of green, peace in every inhale seen, meh girls preach joy like it’s contraband — hallelujah, pass the can, rizz testifies through smoke and grin, says “forgive the world, now pass it in,” nader quotes prophets from memes at night, preaching dopamine and starlit light, cassi sparks hope with a lighter’s glow, we baptize pain in the MΣHi-co flow. down by the pier where the moonlight bends, we light another just to start again, every spark a tiny prayer we send, chaos forever, we call it friend. we’ve got no plan but a sky that smiles, shoes off dancing drunk in vinyl miles, the cops roll by but we wave and sing, life’s too short not to do our thing. meh – dee – day, life in MΣHi-co, la-la, we get lost just watching time flow, la-la, puff and sing our souls to the sky, la-la, MΣH – life goes on, and so do i. the world’s still scrolling, chaos sold in packs, we trade our stress for bubble wraps, i roll the truth and call it art, inhale the now, exhale the start, we spark philosophies with cherry lips, blow theories in rings, apocalypse drips, every drag rewrites what pain forgot, and every laugh’s a revolution shot. mari hums the anthem of the lazy sun, cassi swears we’re legends when the night’s begun, amy sketches stars in her empty cup, MΣH house girls never really grow up. somebody strums the tune we all half-know, the world feels lighter in this amber glow, if the smoke’s a prayer then we’ve all confessed, MΣH life’s a mess but damn it’s blessed. meh – dee – day, life in MΣHi-co, la-la, even when we cry we still get by, la-la, roll that love and let it fly, la-la, MΣH – life goes on — we’re getting high.
