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These Are My Drugs

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[Intro] Yeah Mm Look [Chorus] Mushrooms Weed And sex These are my drugs What’s next Head in the clouds No stress These are my drugs My mess Mushrooms Weed And sex These are my drugs What’s next Heart on my sleeve Undressed These are my drugs I’m blessed [Verse 1] Hit my phone at 2 You pull up I brew Colors in the room Breathing in your perfume Tongue tied Tie-dye walls Body on my body when the ceiling falls Laughing at the way that the fan just spins You climb on top Then the trip begins [Chorus] [Verse 2] Ash in a tray Your bra on a chair Teeth on my neck Both hands in my hair Cartoons talk back from the TV glow You say “slow down” but you ride slow-mo Eyes look large You a wild work of art You roll something tight then i just might Sweating the pipe sweat on the sheets If this is wrong I repeat then Repeat again [Chorus] you on the counter snakes on airplane Mind in the sky ive lost my brain is this all a game nothing is the same seeing things rearanged wondering whats next Laughin’ at nothing I don’t even ask why no need to start something Lips on my water glass Eyes half-open But I still see you Bags on the table You say “pick your poison ” I already knew im about to shroom [Chorus] Mushrooms Weed And sex These are my drugs You in my lap feeling me react I don’t need much Just your touch And that rush Mushrooms Weed And sex These are my drugs the best [Verse 2] Floor like a canvas Clothes in a trail from the door to the bed Ceiling starts breathing painting your face like you were a heathen no reason hunting season not looking for a life sentence or to need a license cant remember your last lie since lies sense mind gets misshapen from a lie forgotten get high bunch of painting bitches no lie so high Take one hit Then another You ride my face Then you’re riding my mind Colors in slow motion And every bad thought’s falling behind master of the session confession of the flexing bye bye [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] You in my veins Pulse in my neck Hands on your waist Losing what’s left If this is wrong I don’t object I want it all All side effects [Chorus]