And I'm back in before I ever stepped out
Stepping off of the 8th onto the 9th cloud
No silver lining, just shades of grey
To match the blackness my mind portrays
Some are sooth-Sayers, others just say
Whatever passes their glasses with a blank gaze
I fade back into the mist
It can be quite frightful on nights like this
Go ahead, go and take another sip
Another dip, it's time for another trip
Back to the land of the lost for starters
Think you've got a grip then it kicks in harder
Maybe should've taken only part of
The little piece of paper that makes you smarter
Cause you're feeling kind of twisted now
Blood pressure's up, sweat percolates the brow
You're looking kind of bug, pupils stretched out
Mayday, mayday - this ship is going down

Into the abyss, trapped in a world behind my eyelids
oh shit, just might be losing my grip
think quick, maybe move a little bit
Whop it out with some banging bass tunes
Traveling a maze through distant space moons
A paradox of riddles that you must blaze through
Looking for the answer but it won't save you

Page 2 of the mystery, breaking it down to fine tune simplicity
Exclusively, but non-exclusive
My mental plane a wide range of conduits
Fuse to it, energy so pure
Tapped in the core before we go forward
Oh Lord, I can't take it anymore
Following the bright lights down the corridor...

Transform your reality
Tripping through the desert like Mickey and Mallory
Got you traveling light like low-calorie
An unknown assassin with a high-priced salary
Oh man, I must be out of my mind
Think I've lost the plot but I feel so alive
Brain waves percolate to mile high
I can feel my anatomy from the inside

Stumbled out of the bathroom
Looking like a pharmaceutical type classroom
What did I ask you? I can't remember dog
Looking over my shoulder while I'm lost in thought
A heavy fog, starts to surround
I'm feeling kind of nauseous, I'd better sit down
Get drowned from the waves rolling over
Got skills, in my mind I'm Casanova
Drifting, tripping, curious kitten
Spitting with the blurriest vision
Smitten mit the furious friction
Sifting it's the nerdiest diction
I guess you could say that I'm lost when I'm out
It's OK I don't really want to be found
Back away slow before you hit ground
BK from on high, that#s it now!!