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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ashtray halo
Coffee gone cold
Paint’s peeling off
In purple and gold
My shadow talks back
Says I’m doing just fine
Tuning up trouble
On this crooked spine
[Chorus]
I’m fuzzed out of my mind
Spinning on a dime
Colors in my teeth
Lightning on the line
I’m fuzzed out of my mind
Ride it till we slide
If the ceiling starts to swim
Let it be our sky (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Floor’s all lava
Posters all breathe
Ceiling fan grinning
Like it’s showing its teeth
I bend one note
’Til it starts to confess
Every little secret
Sleeping in my chest
[Chorus]
I’m fuzzed out of my mind
Spinning on a dime
Colors in my teeth
Lightning on the line
I’m fuzzed out of my mind
Ride it till we slide
If the ceiling starts to swim
Let it be our sky (come on)
[Bridge]
[Wah-wah solo – wild
Bending into feedback]
Neon in my veins
Static in my veins
Same old sins
With brand new names (yeah)
I chase that sound
’Til it chases me back
Tiptoe the edge
Then fall through the crack
[Chorus]
I’m fuzzed out of my mind
Laughing as we dive
Every wrong turn
Making me alive
I’m fuzzed out of my mind
Leave the world behind
If the floor begins to float
Let it be our ride (ohhh)
Details
GeneratedMar 11, 2026
Duration4:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Psychedelic blues-rock jam with screaming fuzz and wide stereo guitars, male vocals. Dirty, overdriven rhythm locks with a loose, vintage drum groove; bass is warm and busy, pushing the pocket. Choruses explode with stacked, slightly detuned harmonies while verses stay raw and close-mic’d. Extended wah-wah solo section in the bridge, guitars drifting into wild improvisation, tape-slap echo on vocal ad-libs and a hazy, room-mic’d overall mix., blues
Credits
Prompt by
Logistik
LogistikModelAria v5
Prompt
psychedelic blues rock, screaming fuzz guitar, wah-wah solos, vintage 60s groove, wild guitar improvisation, Hendrix style
