Drop me in your mouth.
Tell me, do I taste good?
Tell me, do I taste good?
NO!
Get up, walk around.
Get up, walk around.
Whatever you do don’t look down!
I’ve already opened up the door into your mind.
“It’s different,” I hear you say.
That’s the only way to explain that everything is all mixed up.
Open up pens and paper and sit underneath the tree.
You begin to draw what looks like me.
IT’S MUSHROOM MADNESS!
I’ve already opened up the door into your mind.
“It’s different,” I hear you say.
That’s the only way to explain that everything is all mixed up.
Open up pens and paper and sit underneath the tree.
You begin to draw what looks like me.
IT’S MUSHROOM MADNESS!
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