After A Trip

I'm out here drivin'
Down a wooded road
And I can't help thinkin I'm neglectin' u tonight Cuz they're still lyin down, tryin to make a sound The unspoken thoughts that lie, in my head, till I get high

Tall walls inside my head,
Makin it hard to speak
I got to sigh at the thought of it
Cuz its somethin I won't forget
Though I don't speak of it

Oh, yeah
It comes out here, when I'm rollin thru this part of me Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, and I can feel it And its risin fast like a balloon, comin, down to me
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