Mind Funk

In The Way Eye

Mind Funk


Bow down above me, come crawl inside.
Face painted zootie, dust on the lines.
Into the blood then like Jesus Christ.
Doing my head in black sugar skies 'till I die.
In the way eye feel about you.
You left me drifting, feeling funny, blind.
Hits unfamiliar. It starts to grind.
I found my reasons, but lost my way.
From heaven pissing I flood the stream, all I need.

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