don't know what happened
growing up that made me such a hopeless romantic
then I met my first love
four years flew by, then I dipped to live like a savage
then I faded karma, had a bad fist fight
bitch gave me a black eye
gotta follow my dharma
defeat my anger
clean up my third eye
by the end of it all, I'll be speeding on a cosmic freeway
by the end of it all, I'll be speeding on a cosmic freeway
sometimes I like to get deep in conversation
sometimes my small talk means "fuck off"
sometimes I'm philosophical when I'm wasted
guess my ex-girl's ways rubbed off
but I still don't know what my purpose is here
I know enough to know
that what I think I know ain't clear
I just wanna go wherever my heaven is
it's far away from here
by the end of it all, I'll be speeding on a cosmic freeway
by the end of it all, I'll be speeding on a cosmic freeway
(max poem)
sometimes I try to be a normal boy that you want me to be
but I'm sorry baby I can'y
cause I'm an alien boy
I'm an alien boy
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