Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Floating Away, artist - Wrekonize. Album song The War Within, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.06.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Floating Away |
I fill my teacup with a bunch of stems and watch them heat up |
This whole work week sucked, I really need to ease up |
And what better way than to travel in time |
Through the map and chew the fat all from the back of my mind |
Sometimes it’s business but most the time it’s purely pleasure |
Seeing things that gets ya double checking what your next to |
Try to keep the dosage underneath the limit dexter |
Or otherwise I’m leaving off the couch out on a stretcher |
Trying not to freak out wallpaper walking |
Aliens on the TV set all apes are talking |
Stomach kind of nauseous can’t fix with pepto |
Everything is turning Easter colors time to get low |
Brains gone awol I think I’ve lost my mind |
Technicolor paintball I’m firing down the line |
It’s hard to know what’s going on when times hard to find |
My tea’ll make you see what normally you never mind |
And it’s been a while since I took a stroll down to memory lane |
I finish up my cup and stand up to see what’s changed |
Seems pretty familiar in this land of milk and honey |
No sanity required when you in the space above me and |
Everything’s floating away |
Nothing’s like I found it |
Everything’s floating away |
I can’t stay grounded |
Everything’s floating away |
Nothing’s like I found it |
Everything’s floating away |
Floating away, I’m floating away |
(Float, float, float) Get high |
(Float, float, float) Get high |
(Float, float, float) Get high |
My brain is filled with led zeppelin and all I thinks noise |
Take it to the brink I’m out of sync with Pink Floyd’s |
Belladonna ballerinas bouncing on my brow |
I’m sitting on the porcelain the walls are melting down |
I’m back out at the gathering and hanging with the clowns |
Wait it looks just like my living room I must be coming down |
Got an angel on my shoulder oh no wait it’s Cheech Marin |
Got a stripper on his lap who tells me that she speaks Italian |
My ceiling fan is a demons hand that is leaking lambs |
Anthony Hopkins greeting fam with a piece of spam |
Ok now get a grip Wrek, you know you’re tripping nuts |
Don’t forget about that magic drink inside your sippy cup |
I Went AWOL high score on tony hawk |
Flipping tripping space balls fly soaring solar rocks |
I think it’s bout time to come back and get bucking |
I’d really like the eject button cause Wrek’s buzzing |
I don’t know what’s happening in there |
Your vital sound are becoming erratic |
Your heart rate is beginning to slow |
I’m going to give you a shot of something |
Just a small shot, it do to bring you back to normal |
You do not have to worry, it’s only adrenaline |