Confined and concealed
Where nothing is real
Smokes far away
Blows down course
Whole body absorbed
Opinion exposed
Sift powder and load
You send me
Your passion flower
You scream and get loud
Release yourself
They're choking your air
Senses beware
A hazened rich sky your loud cry
Fast pace, slow, infecting your soul
To sink is to soar
You send me
Your passion flower
You scream and get loud
Release yourself
Your passion flower
You scream and get loud
Release yourself
It sometimes seems
like the only way I'll get by
when my head's stretched
and my mouth is dry
And I feel undressed
to the naked eye
Pacing back and fourth
side to side
When your head stays in the pillow, boy
Hey man it's good
to get loud alone
Don't bother getting all depressed
You're out in four
Your passion flower
You scream and get loud
Release yourself
Your passion flower
You scream and get loud
Release yourself
Your passion flower, your passion flower,
Your passion flower, your passion,
Your passion, your passion
He thinks about going somewhere
his whole life
