Текст песни Miles To Perdition The Herrer Conspiracy

Every day, needs to start, rolled green
Blowing my head, pushing me further
Growing from a seed, filling sunshine in my lungs

World turns heavenly into a sphere full of delight
By a deep breath doors open wide
Nature has created this glorious plant to use and abuse
Inhale, exhale and doors open wide

Keep running with me, on the trips of pleasure

Converting into invisible glow
Smoothing the edges of things that you know

Keep running with me, on the trips of pleasure

The taste divine and precious
I want to lift off like there's no tomorrow
Whenever i can, enjoying this green rolled treasure

I float on clouds, having no doubts
Constantly losing grip, on this heavy trip

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