Slip Into the Trip

Slip into the trip I sit and drift into the black abyss, I surf the wave of consciousness I take the hit and I feel bliss, from ship to shore to shore to ship, to sail to ship I sail this trip I am the wind, I am spirit, I am all of the elements I am the shift in consciousness, I see the rift I see the split I build a bridge and start to stitch the fabric of the dual mind I go within I find the mid and in this space I find balance and then it clicks The life I live within this grid is the Matrix, I see the glitch coz I see script Falling, falling, falling down Falling, falling, falling down I never hit the ground Coz look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Slip into the trip equipt my wrist watch to my wrist I clench my fist, I make time twist and my surroundings turn to mist through which I sift The fog is thick, I shift my feet and inch by inch I realise what truly is and then the veil begins to lift I bridge the rift in consciousness, I see the past lives I have lived The opportunities I missed and all the stages that I skipped I see the truth that birthed a myth I see beyond the horizon And then it clicks the life I live within this grid is the matrix I see the script and I see script and it's Falling, falling, falling down Falling, falling, falling down I never hit the ground Coz look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch Look at me I'm fucking flying bitch