I can see my destiny Through an ego of blinded eyes to see I'm flying high to a silent scream Soul to search, perfect dream Behind a face of reality Lies a hero of a mystery Between the lines through your own mind Another world to a perfect crime Wake up and taste the wind Breathe in breathe out the sin I can fly real high On tip-toe to touch the sky I know what I need a crave to pop the seed Destroying a habit of lust in a way of being harsh In the garden between the weeds Growing passion a magic seed Every colour shape and size Inhale in perfect surprise Hey man I'm in this dream Psychopathic mellow scream I know who I am keeper of this funky jam This time I can't lose, I'll do what I choose Destroying a habit of disgust In a way of being harsh Stranger in me taking my moves Hippity-hoppity astrology blues Time is short, illusions bought Taking for granted what I just taught It's you; it's me taking a chance in flying free Filthy, greedy a taste of philosophy