paroles de chanson 6:36 - Mustasch

I'm piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
I'm waiting for my mind to land
I'm living in a dream
Yeah!

I'm a wizard I got magic sticks
I'm drinking liquid gold
The taste of metal in my mouth
Infected all my bones

The light so bright but when I close my eyes it all explodes

I'm piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
I'm waiting for my mind to land
I'm living in a dream
Oh, yeah!

I can't explain why colors fade
And everything's a fuzz
I feel like I'm a winter's day
And not a hippie had enough

I'm piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
I'm waiting for my mind to land
I'm living in a dream

I'm piled up high the morning light
And everything's unreal

The wizard lost his magic sticks
The wall turned into stone
The taste of metal in his mouth
And everything explodes

I'm piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
I'm waiting for my mind to land
'Cause everything's unreal
Oh, yeah!