6_36 Lyrics - Singles - Mustasch

I'm piled up high the morning light 

A giant silver screen 

I'm waiting for my mind to land 

I'm living in a dream 

I'm a wizard I've got magic sticks 

I'm drinking liquid gold 

The taste of metal in my mouth 

Infected all my bones 

The light's so bright but when I close my eyes 

It all explodes 

I'm piled up high, the morning light 

A giant silver screen 

I'm waiting for my mind to land 

I'm living in a dream 

I can't explain why colors fade 

And everything's a fuzz 

I feel like I'm a winter's day 

Another hippie had enough 

I'm piled up high the morning light 

A giant silver screen 

I'm waiting for my mind to land 

I'm living in a dream 

I'm piled up high the morning light 

And everything's unreal 

The wizard lost his magic sticks 

The world turned into stone 

The taste of metal in his mouth 

And everything explodes 

I'm piled up high, the morning light 

A giant silver screen 

I'm waiting for my mind to land 

Cause everything's unreal