Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ashtray halo Coffee gone cold Paint’s peeling off In purple and gold My shadow talks back Says I’m doing just fine Tuning up trouble On this crooked spine [Chorus] I’m fuzzed out of my mind Spinning on a dime Colors in my teeth Lightning on the line I’m fuzzed out of my mind Ride it till we slide If the ceiling starts to swim Let it be our sky (oh yeah) [Verse 2] Floor’s all lava Posters all breathe Ceiling fan grinning Like it’s showing its teeth I bend one note ’Til it starts to confess Every little secret Sleeping in my chest [Chorus] I’m fuzzed out of my mind Spinning on a dime Colors in my teeth Lightning on the line I’m fuzzed out of my mind Ride it till we slide If the ceiling starts to swim Let it be our sky (come on) [Bridge] [Wah-wah solo – wild Bending into feedback] Neon in my veins Static in my veins Same old sins With brand new names (yeah) I chase that sound ’Til it chases me back Tiptoe the edge Then fall through the crack [Chorus] I’m fuzzed out of my mind Laughing as we dive Every wrong turn Making me alive I’m fuzzed out of my mind Leave the world behind If the floor begins to float Let it be our ride (ohhh)
Tags
rock, Psychedelic blues-rock jam with screaming fuzz and wide stereo guitars, male vocals. Dirty, overdriven rhythm locks with a loose, vintage drum groove; bass is warm and busy, pushing the pocket. Choruses explode with stacked, slightly detuned harmonies while verses stay raw and close-mic’d. Extended wah-wah solo section in the bridge, guitars drifting into wild improvisation, tape-slap echo on vocal ad-libs and a hazy, room-mic’d overall mix., blues
Duration
3:36
Instrumental
No
Created
3/11/2026