Lyrics Devin Townsend – Praise The Lowered

Close your eyes, get ready
One won’t stop the flow
Console your child get him ready
One more don’t let go

It’s you

Calm your eyes get ’em ready
One won’t stop the flow
(Soul coming around in morning sun)
C’mon c’mon soul of mine you’re ready
One more don’t let go
(Soul coming around the mourn tonight)
Tonight, it’s soda water
Soda water, soda water boys

Soda water so

Ah, soul of mine
Ah, sober
Ah sold the mind
Ah I’m so sober
I know the way
Ah stoned
Ah, so it ends
Ah oh stone sober

Ah, gimme that wine!
Gimme that acid!
And I wanna lose everything that’s policing us, and then everything must begin!
And I wanna do heroin!
And I wanna do crack cocaine!
And I wanna lose everything but release why don’t you just

Smoke that fucking weed boy, drink the wine

Weed boy, drink the wine
Weed boy, drink the wine
Bring the pain!
(All of it’s all we are that’s all we are)
Bring the pain!
Weed boy, drink the wine
Weed boy, drink the wine
Bring the pain!
Weed boy, drink the wine
Weed boy, drink the wine

Face yourself!
Send me to hell!