Smoking Souls

I can be your drug I'll give you what you need I want you to smoke me like some DMT like some DMT I want you to smoke me like it's dry ice like it's dry ice I'm lost in the smoke just like it's dry ice like it's dry ice Flying down the hill I got angel wings Eyes wide closed I've been seeing things Four am new pain and what it's beauty brings Petals fall you fadeaway way in to the springs Alone in my room Dark looms and it follows you Brand new person in a cocoon Under the moon me and you under the moon I can be your drug I'll give you what you need I want you to smoke me like some DMT like some DMT I want you to smoke me like it's dry ice like it's dry ice I'm lost in the smoke just like it's dry ice like it's dry ice