Take inhibitions away and embrace artificial drunkenness.
who knew I'd ever be involved in this.

Perceptions are tainted by my mind and from others,
but we condone by letting collective anxiety recover.

With flower and wax and fire and smoke.
Seems not to be the road we had hoped.

The road is winding, oh that we know,
but staying bound by function is our favorite act to bestow.

On friends and family who don't have a clue,
who we are because it's safer for you.

It's the shoulder holding temptation with sweet whispers of sin,
Which got a hold of my morals and changed this sweet kid.

My blame is this mind...

So curious but never shy.
So things I swore off I decided try.

Regret and relieve can go hand in hand.
So curious are those who fail to understand.

When decisions are made it is never done by chance.