Forty Minutes Lyrics

I don't wanna give you anything

The walls are moving
Deformed rooms
Rippling faces
The process has started

I don't always want the same one,
So just bring to me the perfect dope

The walls are moving
Deformed rooms
Rippling faces
The process has started
My brain's on the desk
It speaks to me and I answer

I don't always want the same one,
So just bring to me the perfect dope To hold in my hands
To hold in my mouth

She doctor knew
We are proud of him
Psilocybin, Mescaline, Ibogain and LSD
The morning glory sleeps with me sometimes too

I don't always want the same one,
So just bring to me the perfect dope

There are more behind the things
There are more in everyone
I want it all!

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