I'm trippin so hard
I'm feeling so legato
Caught in a head spin
High on your dope in the grotto
Covered in war paint
Fools gold that fools me oh
And if there's a sign
I just miss it every time
You could be the one tonight
A wildfire burning
Or A thick white line of lies
A narrowly disguised tripwire
I never seen you coming
Tripwire
I never seen you coming
Tripwire
Stuck on a cell block, dumbstruck, but I'm still falling
Sing me some Mo-town and you can get me calling
Caught on a cell phone
A death kiss that kills me
Head first in your oasis
I can taste it coming...
Slow hit
I can feel your wolves coming for my legs but I'll keep running and running...
And if there's a sign, I just miss it every time
If there's a sign, I ignore it every time.