JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
JEFF the Brotherhood
Wet fingers
Scratching at my hand
The sweet smell of
My pentagram
Cosmic visions spiraling into the smoke
I'm ready to go
Close my eyes and I can disappear without a trace
Drifting into memories of sunny summer days
Marijuana makes me want to take off all my clothes
And I'm never coming home
Upon a mountain
A castle in the clouds
We're gonna go there
And put it down
Cosmic visions spiraling into the smoke
I'm ready to go
Close my eyes and I can disappear without a trace
Drifting into memories of sunny summer days
Marijuana makes me want to take off all my clothes
And I'm never coming home
I'm just tripping by myself
I can't barely get up off the couch
I can feel the world is drifting further and further away
From me
Close my eyes and I can disappear without a trace
Drifting into memories of sunny summer days
Marijuana makes me want to take off all my clothes
And I'm never coming home
Close my eyes and I can disappear without a trace
Drifting into memories of sunny summer days
Marijuana makes me want to take off all my clothes
And I'm never coming home