When I was a small kid, I used to get high
Please don\'t get me wrong, this isn\'t a lie
I got high from experience, from joy, from curiosity
I used to spin round and round, until it hit me
Then I used to laugh and down I used to fall
It was going so well, then I heard the call
The call of my future self, with a growly voice
All of a sudden I realised the kid is gone, I had no choice
I was him, I am him, and forever will be
Because time doesn\'t wait until it kills me
Please don\'t get me wrong, this isn\'t about death
It\'s about the process, I know we\'ve all felt
Then came the rules, the fools and the tools
I had to use em all, everyone else too
Please don\'t get me wrong, it was all trouble trouble trouble
Earn money, make others happy, I built a bubble
A bubble in my own mind, which I couldn\'t escape
Trying to get out of it with so much hate
Then I remembered when I used to spin as a child
I tried to do it again, but the trip just got wild
Dont get me wrong, It felt ridiculous, I\'m not a kid anymore
But I had to find something that touched my core
Then I saw the trickster with a bottle and a spliff
He said this might help you and even give you wings
I drank and drank as It felt much lighter
Until I crashed the ground and my vision shrunk tighter
The more older I got, the more I felt like this was normal
Dont get me wrong but I saw people treating themselves like an immortal
Years passed away and suddenly I saw the truth
That this is all about THEM consuming my youth
It\'s business, its money and they don\'t give a fuck
Be hooked, be a slave, and consume until you rot
Dont get me wrong, The more you give, even more they take
I am not an accuser, but neither a fake
Dont get me wrong, its about us all, we need to break free
Don\'t be so rude, when someone hugs a tree
You might laugh about it with a beer in your hand
But remember, you are just a grain of sand
In a beach, filled with lives of trillions
Think twice about how many died for dem millions
Dont get me started, It\'s your life, like it is mine
I felt as a kid today, looking back at time
I want to stay free from all this mental slavery
I shall be a kid again, its all about bravery
Dont get me wrong, but when the trickster comes back to attach your blinkers
Remember not to blink, just pull its middle eye out until it lingers