 I was taking tips of it to my nose, and I wish I could get back there, someplace back there, smiling in the pictures you would take, and doing crystal metal, lift you up until you break, it won't stop, I won't come down and keep stopped, with the tick tock rhythm, I bumped for the drop, and then I bumped up, I took the hit that I was given, then I bumped again, then I bumped again, I said, how do I get back there to the place where I fell asleep inside you, how do I