The denial of my personality blooms
I have my own little world that is ran by shrooms
I only see what I saw
Child's play FREEZE but I thawed

The denial of my personality blooms
My real thoughts written in cocoons
Turned away from the blizzard
Snow cut down trees with plastic scissors

The denial of my personality blooms
Buried away with the voices in my king Tut tomb
Knocking at my door came the ghost of annoyance
With his partner, flaming with flamboyance

The denial of my personality blooms
I have my own little world that was taken over by shrooms
The unicorn of happiness lazily began to trot
Left with the taste of Oh My God