[Chorus: Odprophet]

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I'm sitting in it

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I cannot get a grip

The walls are melting, wall is melting, face is dripping with it

Face is melting off my skull and still I take another hit

[Verse 1: Odprophet]

Nah! Fuck the lows, I'm just getting high (High)

This life is full of low blows, maybe I should die (Die)

I take another hit, a drop of liquid in my eye (Eye)

Lucy in the sky with diamonds, damn near feel like I could fly

One hit, two hit, three hit, four, I don't feel shit, better take six more

Six hit, seven hit, eight hit, nine, I can feel the shit creepin' up my spine (Spine)

I feel this pressure in my head like it's about to bust (Bust)

LSD and smoke some weed I laced with Angel Dust

Isolated and contaminated, damn, I'm faded

Pupils dilated, everything around me animated

The sky is green, sun is red, trippin' like it's bleedin'

Some kind of dream, am I dead, lookin' like a demon?

[Chorus: Odprophet]

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I'm sitting in it

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I cannot get a grip

The walls are melting, wall is melting, face is dripping with it

Face is melting off my skull and still I take another hit

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I'm sitting in it

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I cannot get a grip

The walls are melting, wall is melting, face is dripping with it

Face is melting off my skull and still I take another hit

[Vere 2: EJ Prophet]

Little white lines, I blow a fat one

And when I feel that trip, realize what I have done

This bitch done set me up, the coat look shiny, hella clean

Until that cheese drip from my nose, that shit was ketamine

And now the world stop breathing, stuck inside this couch

I need to find a way out of this room I locked myself in

Can't believe I took life half a gram and, ooh, did that up with a quickness

Now I cannot move and my reflection look suspicious (Haha)

I tried to get out but I ate shit into this glass table (Ha)

And now I got the shards stuck in my mouth and in my ass (Yeah)

Grateful that I can't feel shit but now I'm paranoid they're plottin' on me (Alright)

I can barely process a thought, crawlin' like a walkin' zombie

[Chorus: Odprophet]

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I'm sitting in it

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I cannot get a grip

The walls are melting, wall is melting, face is dripping with it

Face is melting off my skull and still I take another hit

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I'm sitting in it

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I cannot get a grip

The walls are melting, wall is melting, face is dripping with it

Face is melting off my skull and still I take another hit

[Outro: Odprophet]

And still I take another hit

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I'm sitting in it

The room is spinning, room is spinning, and I cannot get a grip

The walls are melting, wall is melting, face is dripping with it

Face is melting off my skull and still I take a take-a take-a take-a hit