"DMT" lyrics

Sat in the trunk of a tree
I hate that taste in your coffee
I know the way you like your tea
With dimethyltryptamine

Is there a pattern in me that you've never seen?
The words you speak
I wanna understand them
The way things start is the way things end

Are we still friends?
Are we still friends?
Can we be friends again?
Are we still friends?
Paroxysm of joy
Paradox of noise
You're a magical experience
You taste of medicine and cinnamon

I had a moment last weekend
No feeling
Eyes rolled back, nose bleeding
Xerothermic, I lay motionless
You grabbed my face and yelled
"Snap out of it!"

Don't ask for forgiveness
You are already forgiven
I ask for forgiveness
You have already forgiven
These acts are all formless
I'm happy that you listened

But, are we still friends?
Are we still friends?
Can we be friends again?
Are we still friends?
Paroxysm of joy
Paradox of noise
You're a magical experience
You taste of medicine and cinnamon