Gonna Hurt When This Is Over

I see beautiful bloomings as I'm booted and booted I hear beautiful music, violets, violence, violins A pause then a slug, into the floor I get plugged A warning comes, and then I'm restoring my lunch War on drugs, war on drugs And then I've forgotten the mayhem And I'm off to a haven Mind wants to be amazing My what have you taken Fucking opium dreams Nothing goes as it seems Is it smoke or steam? Everything going in slow motion It's gonna hurt when this is over Everything going in slow motion It's gonna hurt when this is over Trying to think Eyes in their lids, surprised grin Have prior visions, but time stands still Wired up chin, I hear wise lyrics It's inspiring me to higher things Biting my lip, I put fire to the skins On the fire to singe, like lighted kindle Psychedelia 1960s hold your pipe and dreams I see bright fabrics, the light fantastic Friars chanting, file past Everything going in slow motion It's gonna hurt when this is over Everything going in slow motion It's gonna hurt when this is over Blood vessels rush in with love, and then worry Blood in my eyes that was rubbed off my body Came up to the sound of the punches War on drugs, war on drugs My paws are rusty The warning comes Before the punch Pause then slug, war on drugs Everything going in slow motion It's gonna hurt when this is over Everything going in slow motion It's gonna hurt when this is over