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October 1, 2017
“There was a big fat bowl before this one. Ninety-five percent of the songs I’ve written in my life, I’ve written them while high. That’s the god’s honest truth. I’ll have a very skeletal musical idea in my head, and then I’ll light one up, go in the shower and let the steam kind of build up. It helps me relax, and I can see the gaps. I can see the holes in the rhythm and the melody and I’ll know where I can go, and what the possibilities are. It helps me be able to perceive everything a little bit more clearly.”
When I need to spark a bit of inspiration
And the melody feels like it’s trapped inside
All I need is a little bit of illumination
So the rhythm can no longer run and hide
Well I take a puff from the leaves of the devil
And it carries me onto the other side
And the melody feels like it’s trapped inside
All I need is a little bit of illumination
So the rhythm can no longer run and hide
Well I take a puff from the leaves of the devil
And it carries me onto the other side
Fire it up
I like to fire it up
And it feels so right
Fire it up
‘Cause when I fire it up
I feel like serenity is mine
When I need a little bit of relaxation
My medicine isn’t too hard to find
When I’m looking for a bit of rejuvenation
I only partake of the finest kind
And then the mystery begins to unreavel
It helps me break through
To the other side
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