Mustasch 6_36 Lyrics

IÂ'm piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land
IÂ'm living in a dream

IÂ'm a wizard IÂ've got magic sticks
IÂ'm drinking liquid gold
The taste of metal in my mouth
Infected all my bones
The lightÂ's so bright but when I close my eyes
It all explodes

IÂ'm piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land
IÂ'm living in a dream

I canÂ't explain why colors fade
And everythingÂ's a fuzz
I feel like IÂ'm a winterÂ's day Another hippie had enough

IÂ'm piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land
IÂ'm living in a dream
IÂ'm piled up high the morning light
And everythingÂ's unreal

The wizard lost his magic sticks
The world turned into stone
The taste of metal in his mouth
And everything explodes

IÂ'm piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land
Cause everythingÂ's unreal