Letras:
Distorted View

can't afford it And counting sheep don't work anymore My head is turning circles but I got you, I got you The coast is clear the view is distorted Lots

kid Slangin dope, poppin Shroomz and droppin lots of sin Psychodelic visions would ensue My view feelin the alter-states as they altered my fate But I ??? ???, all that distorted

: Arnold Layne had a strange hobby collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines they suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror distorted view, see

: Arnold Layne had a strange hobby collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines they suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror distorted view, see

shadow of depression No one knows how i feel... No one will ever know Look into my eyes Emotionless I lie Negative vibes Anger arise Pain inside Blade in hand Distorted

Heigh ho, do you know The names of the U.S. residents Who then became the presidents And got a view from the White House loo Of Pennsylvania Avenue?

your brain is overloading Well I won't have it With help from papers and magazines Another sheltered chooses what he will not see Views so distorted

dope, poppin' Shroomz and droppin' lots of sin Psychedelic visions would ensue my view Feelin' the alter-states as they altered my fate But I [Incomprehensible], all that distorted

Wondering why you're feelin' blue Living just for yourself only I know what you're going through Looking through those shady lenses Will distort the view