Dropping out, Tuning in
There's no doubt, The shape I'm in
There's too much, Can't take it all in
There's no way this is sin
Just a little taste of something different
All these beautiful things blur out my vision
Just a little taste of something different
All these beautiful things
Feel it out. Pull me in
Every single move, So intense
Take our time, Yeah let us binge
How you move, this is sin
Just a little taste of something different
All these beautiful things blur out my vision
Just a little taste of something different
All these beautiful things
Baby says, "Come back home, tripping is no fun alone."