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Psydrop – Fantasy Seeds

Present is gone…
Fantasy is a poor reality…
We take the breaks off…
We thinking clearly yet not thinking it’s over…
This feel sublime…
We stop to try to control things…
A warm rush of chemicals in us…
We fluctuate…
Is it brain damage?
We forget all the pain and hurt in life
We wanna go somewhere else…
We’re not threaten by other people…
All our insecurities evaporate..