A Distorted Reality Is Now a Necessity to Be Free
Steven Paul Smith
I'm floating in a black balloon
OD on Easter afternoon
My mama told me
"Baby stay clean, there's no in between"
All you ladies and you gentlemen
Between's all you've ever seen or been
Fit poorly and and arrange the sight
Doll it up in virgin white
You disappoint me
You people raking in on the world
The devil's script sells
You the heart of a blackbird
Shine on me, baby
'Cause it's raining in my heart
Sun rising on a chopping glare
Rain dropping acid blotter in the air
Distorted reality's now a necessity
To be free
So disappointing
First I put it all down to luck
God knows why my
Country don't give a fuck (fuck)
Shine on me, baby
'Cause it's raining in my heart
Shine on me, baby
'Cause it's raining in my heart