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Stoned AI

May 4, 2024 at 7:47 PMv3

(Intro) Alrighty then, picture this if you will (Verse) 10 to 2 a.m., X, Yogi DMT and a box of Krispy Kremes In my need-to-know post just outside of Area 51 Contemplating the whole "Chosen People" thingy When just a flaming stealth banana split the sky Like one would hope, but never really expect to see in a place like this Cutting right angle donuts on a dime And stopping right on my Birkenstocks, and me yelping (Chorus) "Holy fucking shit!" (Holy fucking shit!) (Holy fucking shit!) (Holy fucking shit!) (Verse) Overwhelmed, as one would be, placed in my position Such a heavy burden now to be The One Born to bear and read to all the details of our ending To write it down for all the world to see But I forgot my pen Shit the bed again Typical Strapped down in my bed, feet cold and eyes red I'm out of my head, am I alive, am I dead? Sunkist and Sudafed, gyroscopes and infrared Won't help, I'm braindead, can't remember what they said Goddamn, shit the bed! (Hook) I can't remember what they said to me Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero Bob, help me (Chorus) Don't know, won't know Don't know, won't know Don't know, won't know Don't know, won't know

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