A different need. A different weed.

From drugs that expand to drugs that escape

A nirvana sometimes, sometimes a pale gape

As the great inventors fed a man’s need

Man lost his mind in the greed of weed

While some were driven to outperform

Many floated in mid-air, going askew from the norm

What I complain is about this Godsend substance that expands

With our minds already in Woodstock, we don’t need these ‘other lands’

Jinxed with knowledge, horizons can remain at bay

Give me a contraction substance, 2 pills a day

Coz the mind travels everywhere, beyond the present

Hope has eclipsed, I’m staring at the moon, waiting for a crescent

Mind’s become a pirate, and thoughts are its dead crew

Oh, beautiful drug of contraction, where the fuck are you?

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