Psychocillibin
It was the Fourth of July
I went to sleep, and I thought I had died
There was a fungus growing in my brain
Crawling in my shell to hide
Gotta get me out of this Kaleidoscope
The ceiling spoke in tongues that night
I laid down and I realized
I eat too many mushrooms!
Skin me alive
Psicocilíbina
Era o Quatro de Julho
Eu fui dormir e achei que tinha morrido
Tinha um fungo crescendo na minha cabeça
Me encolhendo pra me esconder
Preciso sair desse caleidoscópio
O teto falava em línguas naquela noite
Eu me deitei e percebi
Eu como cogumelos demais!
Me descasca vivo