Picasso Painting Trip

**Verse 1**  

A purple smoke enveloped me  

As I cease to exist  

The room becomes one big cosmic wheel  

Revolving round and round.  

Suddenly splitting off  

Into millions upon millions of  

Identical wheels made of myself and my friends.  

**Pre-Chorus**  

Overwhelming feeling that I’m connected to everything  

And it’s all a part of me.  

**Chorus**  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

Overwhelming feeling that I’m connected to everything  

And it’s all a part of me.  

**Verse 2**  

Music is visible,  

Floating through the air,  

In spirals and circles,  

Almost touchable.  

Colours dancing and disappearing,  

Passing through my skin,  

And twirling around my head.  

**Pre-Chorus**  

Overwhelming feeling that I’m connected to everything  

And it’s all a part of me.  

**Chorus**  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

Overwhelming feeling that I’m connected to everything  

And it’s all a part of me.  

**Bridge**  

Beautiful street signs and checkerboards,  

Lines that zig and zag,  

Alleyways, cartoon arrows  

Flowing like rivers.  

Shooting stars, merging into one.  

Geometric patterns appear everywhere,  

Faces moving, twisting, twirling,  

Warping in different ways.  

**Chorus**  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

Overwhelming feeling that I’m connected to everything  

And it’s all a part of me.  

**Outro**  

Faces deconstructing,  

Reformed in different ways,  

Like a Picasso painting.  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

They spiral, spin and spin,  

Just to draw you in.  

Overwhelming feeling that I’m connected to everything  

And it’s all a part of me.  

A Purple smoke enveloped me

as I Cease to exist

The room becomes one big cosmic wheel

revolving round and round

Suddenly splitting off

into millions upon millions of

identical wheels made of myself and my friends

Overwhelming feeling that I‘m connected to everything

and its all a part of me

Music is visible,

floating through the air

in spirals and circles,

almost touchable.

Colours dancing and disappearing,

passing through my skin,

and twirling around my head.

They spiral spin and spin

just a draw you in

Overwhelming feeling that I‘m connected to everything

and its all a part of me

Beautiful street signs and checkerboards,

Lines that zig and zag

alleyways, cartoon arrows flowing like rivers.

Shooting stars,

Merging into one

They spiral spin and spin

just a draw you in

Overwhelming feeling that I‘m connected to everything

and its all a part of me

Geometric patterns appeare everywhere,

and faces moving twisting and twirling

and warping in different ways

They spiral spin and spin

just a draw you in

Faces deconstructing

and reformed in different ways,

like a picasso painting.

They spiral spin and spin

just a draw you in

Overwhelming feeling that I‘m connected to everything

and its all a part of me