Stoned. Cold. Crazy.
Please believe me my fellow liars
For I know not what you'll find
Though I've been there I stole the t-shirt
In XL, black. state of mind?
I'm Stoned. Cold. Crazy. now
Looking for redemption a place beyond desire
A cloud where even gods are forced to climb higher
When you're Stoned. Cold. Crazy. love your moon
When you're Stoned. Cold. Crazy. love your moon
Its second-hand sunlight might guide you home
I'm looking for pale shelter a place in common ground
A hole where even devils are feared to fall down
When you're Stoned. Cold. Crazy.. love your moon
When you're Stoned. Cold. Crazy. love your moon
Its second-hand sunlight might just guide you home
That second-hand sun might be your guiding one
Looking for redemption a place beyond desire
A cloud where even gods are forced to climb higher
When you're Stoned. Cold. Crazy. love your moon
When you're Stoned. Cold. Crazy. love your moon
Its second-hand sunlight might just guide you home