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Lletres: Feeder. Polythene. High.

Guess I'm stuck in a dream
Surrounded by colored leaves on the ground
As I stare at the trees
I see one fall down on my hand

As I start to explore
I can't ignore a man
He turns his head around his face
Was all worn by the sun

I'm going out for a while
So I can get high with my friends, I will
I'm going out for a while don't wait up
'Cause I won't be home, today

Drifting down a road
Losing myself in a dream
Feel my hands getting cold
Sat in a boat on a lake

I'm going out for a while
So I can get high with my friends, I will
I'm going out for a while don't wait up
'Cause I won't be home, today, today

(Today, today, today, today, today, today, today)
Climbing up trying my best as I sink

Lying back on the floor
Reaching up high into space
See myself in a glass
I'm counting the lines on my face, again
Counting the lines on my face

I'm going out for a while
So I can get high with my friends, I will
I'm going out for a while don't wait up
'Cause I won't be home, today

(Today, today, today, today, today, today, today)
I'm going out for a while, so I can get high with my friends
(Today, today, today, today, today, today, today)
I'm going out for a while don't wait up 'cause I won't be home