Dutch Ma**ive - Pipe Dreams lyrics

[Verse 1] I sit with lights off watching mic cords swing Posters on the wall stars is on the ceiling Blacklight effect and the phones unplugged The door's locked world, I don't want to be bugged (leave me alone) Blunt is in my hand and the fan's on high Pages in the trash, four months have gone by The radio is off, but the music's still on I even dream about the day I finish writing this song Pencil's out of lead so I picked up a pen Now words are permanent I can't erase what just said Silently I sit, staring at a broke clock No thoughts, my mind's blank I think I got writer's block sh**, I gotta stop smoking marijuana I don't wanna but it's bad karma And I'm far from reality I really have no excuses I know the d** are bad but I still keep on doing em Ruining my future Optimo's the size of rulers Smoke runs through ya Too many Valiums, forgot about my album Music left me lonely so I started using downers I'm going downhill, heading towards the rabbit hole Bye bye reality, I'm never coming back home My vision's blurry, welcome to a black out The standard bad trip like a movie you can't act out Suddenly my room just evolved My pencil spun around, laughed, and stabbed me in the arm [?] did the quick dash and broke out the window Everywhere I look it's like I'm trapped in a Nintendo Tentacles and bubbles, B-boys and purple haze Abstract labyrinth, Japanimation motion maze I'm amazed, you should have seen my face The visions that I seen were words I wrote on the page (oh, sh**!) Who's that? That that that that? Dutchma**ive, the dread pirate optimist (Scratches) I'm having illusions, having illusions Then stop doing d** stupid I'm having illusions, having illusions Then stop doing d** stupid I'm having illusions, having illusions Then stop doing d** stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid Punk When I'm trippin [Outro] Is it recording? Alright we're recording Ah, this is a, this is a riff I stole from a fellow in Leonia, New Jersey Freddy Mullens: ex-h**n addict, uh, I think he blew his brain out on too much h**n, booze, and uh PCP But anyway, he walks the streets uh, Leonia, [?], city You don't know where he's at, but he's an interesting character because uh He just talks in his own world And everybody that he meets on the street, he don't know who they are, he doesn't remember em But uh, his favorite saying is Bourbon, magic tricks, and vaginas, vaginas and magic tricks, bourbon Want bourbon, everybody needs bourbon and magic tricks and vaginas Heh heh heh...