“NEON MYCELIUM”
[Intro – warped / spoken]
Lights melt.
Time bends.
Don’t ask what’s real.
Just don’t stop.
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[Verse 1]
Room breathin’, walls drip slow
Smoke curl halos round her throat
Pupils wide like open gates
Every touch echo late
Bass hit deep in my rib cage
Skin glow red under stage lights
Thoughts smear like wet paint
Can’t tell lust from outer space
We float low, couch sunk in
Laugh too hard, jaw locked grin
Hands trace heat, not detail
Gravity weak, bodies sway
Shadows dance off the ceiling fan
She say my name, it sound like sand
Nothing sharp, everything warm
Storm inside but calm the form
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[Pre-Chorus – CHANT]
ROLL
SLOW
DRIFT
LOSE
HIGH
VIBES
NO
RULES
(chant)
NO RULES
NO RULES
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[Chorus]
High on shrooms and weed, reality bend
Neon skin, we melt then blend
No sharp lines, just energy
Feel the pulse where we supposed to be
High on shrooms and weed, eyes glow green
Heartbeat sync to the drum machine
If it’s a dream, don’t wake me please
Yeah — we drift in trippy chemistry
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[Verse 2]
Clock melt down the kitchen wall
Minutes loop, then free-fall
Her laugh ripple like water rings
Touch feel loud, silence sing
Smoke taste sweet, air feel thick
Every breath got a bassline kick
No rush, no chase, no need
Just waves inside the frequency
Colors bleed through skin and ink
Mind unplug, we overthink
Then let go, let the night decide
We don’t drive — we let it ride
Hands find heat, not names
Eyes talk more than mouths say
No promises, no past
Only now stretch long and vast
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[Pre-Chorus – CHANT]
BREATHE
IN
LET
GO
FEEL
THAT
FLOW
(chant)
LET GO
LET GO
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[Chorus]
High on shrooms and weed, reality bend
Neon skin, we melt then blend
No sharp lines, just energy
Feel the pulse where we supposed to be
High on shrooms and weed, eyes glow green
Heartbeat sync to the drum machine
If it’s a dream, don’t wake me please
Yeah — we drift in trippy chemistry
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[Bridge – Metal Breakdown / half-scream]
I don’t want control
I don’t want clear
I want the noise
I want right here
Turn the lights low
Let the colors bleed
If the world end now
I’m at peace
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[Final Chorus – stacked / shouted]
High on shrooms and weed — lose the frame
Bodies hum, we feel the same
No map, no shame, no need
Just rhythm, breath, and gravity
High on shrooms and weed — sunrise tease
Ash on lips, calm disease
If tomorrow ask what we did last week
We gon’ smile like “you wouldn’t believe.”
