- Verse 1 -
Hallucinating thoughts of calligraphic imagery
I'm smokin' so much weed, my lungs are burning to the 3rd degree
It's kinda crazy how I see this world for how it really is
I don't think we were really meant to see it like this
I'm not really here right now, but I'll be back soon
Sit in front of the tube and turn on some cartoons
Put the aux cord in and blast some new tunes
Discovering new things, you can call me Daniel Boone
The aliens have landed
Trippin' on some acid
My name is not Brandon
My mind is so stranded
You may think I'm weird but you will never understand it
You dont know what it's like to live on a different planet
You can see everything here so clear, take off your glasses
I need to kick this bad habbit

- Hook -
I feel so good but can you take me home? Whoa
If I could then I would've probably drove, Whoa
I see things so differently, whoa
I feel good... yeah I feel good
I'm starting to feel as if I lost myself in limbo
I'm all alone in this world, I think it's prety simple
I go through every single day just tryna be civil
I'm usually the guy who's always playing second fiddle
But that's the reason why I get lost in my own head
Cause in here I can't hear anything you've just said
Instead, I pretend that you piece of shits are dead
I just wanna be normal again

- Verse 2 -
Taking hits off of the bong, man I'm feelin' so free
There's a bunch of butterflies flying all around me
They're so colorful, marine, pink, and also green
Who woulda thought you could feel this way off of a tree
Erasing all my worries but I think I've hit a new low
Exposing my mind brighter than when a beacon glows
I'm incompetent to everything and I think it shows
With everything around me, it's having me go...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

I'm feelin' so free
You will never understand it
Calligraphic imagery
Take off your glasses

- Hook -
I feel so good but can you take me home? Whoa
If I could then I would've probably drove, Whoa
I see things so differently, whoa
I feel good... yeah I feel good
I'm starting to feel as if I lost myself in limbo
I'm all alone in this world, I think it's prety simple
I go through every single day just tryna be civil
I'm usually the guy who's always playing second fiddle
But that's the reason why I get lost in my own head
Cause in here I can't hear anything you've just said
Instead, I pretend that you piece of shits are dead
I just wanna be normal again