Jenn Vix – Mr H. lyrics

Down at the tent
Or vacant warehouse lot
Spaced out on synthetic rot
You can't hear yourself think
You can't hear yourself scream
Staring at the colors
Of your insular dream

You don't realize
They like it this way
They don't want you to think
Keeping you happy
Watching you blink
Falling into the hands
Of the mind melt pusher

Peace, love, and happiness
Is what they say they sell
But thats bullshit a mile away
And I can smell

Don't swallow it, baby
Hook line and sinker
Just pull yourself up
Before you sink deeper
Oh No
It's Mr. H

Laser heights
Brain dead nights
35 thousand bags of shit
Stay the hell away from it
Oh No
It's Mr. H