Well it seems as though I got through the censorship board, so here goes...
Candy Flip Trip
I see your wet shiny face
That flickering; perspiring pace
Chemical launch, my candy flip
An insane, psychedelic acid trip.
Up and up on house & trance
a pumping, ritual tribal dance
Kaleidoscopic visual display
Surging blood, turn ashen grey.
Hallucinate, visions shift – shimmer
Rational life becomes just a glimmer
Chemicals pinch the base of my scull
Senses wired; rampant emotions dull.
Chillin’ on a big silky pillow
Chase away that green Armadillo!
Reality’s gone, a thing of the past
How fucking long is this gonna last?
Aware right from the start
must look cool, can’t be smart
So! what goes up must come down
Get ready, Jack may break his crown.
Shit, where’s the landing gear
Rising bile; swallowing that fear
Abused body, scorched mind raw
Intense crash landing on the floor.
Sinking down into your quiet place
Bent fetal position, arm over face
In uneasy slumber, try’n recuperate
Another life auctioned off by fate?
Unorganised! The next Mother Rave
Ringed eyes, I crawl out my cave
Hey Mert, get me another candy flip
Superman! A brand new 12 hour trip!
Go bigger, must dig in, party hard
Push limits, tear off some more card
Just a clenching candy flipped slave
Praying this one’s not to my grave.