Feel Where I Am

The Way your words appear
In all their Magic
I'm gonna get up and go
Before Everything goes tragic

Cause I'm a strait up stoned tripper
With that Magic eye
I can feel where I am
In my present state of mind
I'm a strait up stoned tripper
With that Magic eye
I can feel where I am
In my present state of mind

She says I want to talk to you
I ask "bad or good?"
The more I talk with you
You get me all Confused
**Random Break out**

The mystics got no answers
For the questions I provide
And I got no answers
For the decisions I decide...