Carbo

Listen now listen right now Thats not the way to look at clouds Lay on the grass Hold on hang on hands up Lets go outside Lay on the ground I've become Fill with something in my bones And in my eyes Climbing the trees so we can So we can glide down the zipline Land on your mom's car Miss the time when I Didnt need shrooms To get high, get by, forget why Oh my I've become Fill with something in my bones And in my eyes Now you dance Now you dance Now you dance Now we dance and now we dance