Grandeur

Woke up on a couch, I don't know the house, and next to a bottle of Jamie
I'm scoping around, my coat on the ground, the window be cloudy and rainy
Hungover and now my memory foggy and hazy
Remember the party, the blow, the Bacardi, I know I'm recalling it faintly
Minute I'm out, floor it, I'm driving at eighty
Pretending my head isn't spinning around, 'cause really I doubt it'll faze me
Blunt in my mouth and my head in the clouds, I feel like I'm out of it lately
Living the wildest daydream
Loaded and off of the safety
God I have got to be crazy
(Yeah) hit the crib to get dessert, begin it with a little flower (flour)
Sip a little bit of syrup, let it get to work, sitting for an hour
Get the rig and let it burn, tripping, yeah I feel the power
Living with the writing on the wall, but this'll hit a little louder
Escaping reality, I'm flying high
Unweighted by gravity, elated insanity, a nine to five
I'm changing the strategy, the basic mentality is that I decide
I'm aiming for vanity, vanity, all of it's vanity
I've been looking for while and now I think I found the answer
Take a little something and I'm happy ever after
Living life enveloped in illusions of the grandeur
Illusions of the grandeur
To be honest I got no confusion, the knowledge it's all an illusion
But I'm caught up in using, and I'm lost in the music, so excuse me
What goes up must come down, but still feel like I'm floating around
And never crash while my eyes closed, long as I don't go and open 'em now
I've been looking for while and now I think I found the answer
Take a little something and I'm happy ever after
Living life enveloped in illusions of the grandeur
Illusions of the grandeur