Varanasi [Studio]

I'm in the land of mysticism The ghats with attributions A land of restless souls They all wanna fulfill their goals What makes old deeds all disappear The truth that I see is bitter dear 'cause I'm in Varanasi I don't like much of what I see Yet it feels like magic Just a little too tragic But I'm coming back A land that's full of conmen And some self-proclaimed god-men There I see Joanna Clicking baba marijuana I feel like asking this to my lord Is the way to heaven through this broken door Is this that Varanasi The one we all come to see There's nothing to panic Just a little too tragic But I'm coming back Very soon I'm coming back