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This song was going to be the opener on a concept album of a Alice in Wonderland-esque take on a night in the L.A. club scene. It's about letting go of your inhibitions and just allowing yourself to experience the wonders of life.

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30 mgs up, hedonist
The girls in the back are feelin’ this
Smoke circles form a heathen mist
Carroll couldn’t even dream of this
Down the sinkhole like a faucet drip
Alice on methadone with a cut lip
Just trying occupy the experiment
One day I might be considered brilliant
Knew this one chick from a porno flick
With a habit of fuckin’ with acid
The one that put the absinthe to my lips
And told me to just take a sip
And Ima keep my eyes on the prize, alright
It’s 10 PM, got a girl at my side
No X’s on her wrists so she’s ride or die
We’re putting a dent in the stars tonight
My eyes are lit up like no vacancy signs
But still cool with us staying the night
Ratchets on the dance floor tryin’ to fight
Zig-zag in my hands tryin’ to ignite
And I'm workin' on getting on their level so
A plethora of chemical canvassing devils
Help me cross the border in a new vessel
While the sub in my head drowns out the treble
But I’m running on time catching the red eye
So any combo of concoctions will suffice
When the synergy hits I’ll try to act surprised
And won’t come down ‘till you hear the reprise
Anything to help forget I’m bad at life
Everyday’s a new day, another night to survive
But instead of complaints, I’m gonna compromise
Welcome to a night spent in a my mind




Ashes to ashes, salvia salvaged the static
While I wrote scriptures on napkins
Ayahuasca ceremony supplanted magic
‘til all the neurons fixated the habit
Melted my mind like lysergic acid
There some other words in there I’d imagine
Wash all your sins away with the absinthe
Premonitions in the form of belladonna’s advent
Drifting off to the sound of the synthesis
Murdered the scene and left witnesses
So they could spread word of my wickedness
Carved my name into their niche markets
What I do to music might be genocide
But I’m hoping only the fittest will survive
So we can put all the fat cats in a line
And shoot the stupid motherfuckers one at a time
I’m taking back the night song by song
Until I bear no difference between lyrics and psalms
And had my fill of wine from girls in thongs
And danced all night until the break of dawn
No coming undone, I’m getting better
Living every night like I've got no collectors
Reserved a spot in the realms of pleasure
And stopped giving fucks that you could measure
It starts with a single inhale of life
And can stop just as quickly at the drop of a dime
I’m just trying to see myself through this ride
In the most epic vessel that life supplies
It’s the art of death learning to survive
And living in the moment where experience thrives
It’s the beauty of life that won’t fade with a high
And I’m getting it all ‘cause tonight is mine

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from The E​.​P​.​'s of S​.​A​.​, Vol. 3, released July 6, 2015
Production: Armando Flores Jr. (Social Anxiety)
Lyrics: Armando Flores Jr. (Social Anxiety)
Additional production: bakobone

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