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it was one of those nights a was...
feeling kinda lethargic and i..
knew i shouldn't have went to that place at all, but..
whatever was in my mind my..
body pushed those thoughts aside
because it just wanted to dance
it just wanted to fly
this was a funk decision i..
even had funky premonitions of me floating around the room
passing flowers to all the boys and girls
those roses and daisies and tulips and paisley skies
was it that time to trip?
or was i just high on the sounds
of the speaker that was coming out the wall
Or was it just another dream, am I even here at all?
i see faces in the crowd and it seems like they are looking through my soul
like i'm this invisible man who's trying to become whole, but..
scream to the top of my lungs but no one seems to hear me
maybe the music was just too loud or maybe they just fear me and...
