Superjoint Ritual - The Alcoholik lyrics

Pick up and shake in the wind Shed your resource and keep it down, trashed Don't make it right, don't move it in Put it in the mouth, and swollowed whole Smashed (It makes all the sense to me, and could it make all the sense to you? Let it ride) Because there ain't no winning in this one right I try to facilitate, whine in restoration Blewn Blow through the prime of life Numb all the senses down Project your fear of heights Onto untravelled ground Fry and hallucinate, pry and investigate Blow through the prime of life Numb all the senses down Project your fear of heights Onto untravelled ground Pitfalls of grief, on all that displayed for the groundout Prophetically speaking the wilted unformulated