My conviction simply isn't
What I had envisioned
Krystal's a-l-w-a-y-s insistin'
That I shut my fuckin mouth n listen
Come on this trip n
we can fly like Peter Pan
In never Never land
We aint never ever have ta land
But what happens man
Is a trap in the damned
Where the sand is wet n the water is dry
Whats the fuckin difference when you can fly
You and I may die But eyes keep surprise
On the rise like the tides but I was wise enough to
Brush these drugs to the side and pass by like I flew
No need to ask why it's simply for me oh my not you
