Luyện nghe bài hát Artificial Confidence

Well I've been sitting in the back of this car for half an hour and I'm wondering if any of this is real
Trouble is I ate a pound of psychedelic mushrooms, and now I'm trying to decide if I should weird about the fact that both my friends who went and drove me to the Burger King can tell that I'm fucked up?
Because their alligator faces leering at me from the front seat that look of frightened deer-in-headlights locked
Hissing "Calm down that bitter taste's the drug and no you won't on spit
So cool it, swallow, we'll be downtown now in a couple minutes
We don't have to until you're fine"

So now I'm on the curb, amazed by traffic
All the cars have rockets bolted to roofs and reptile men driving
Wonder if the lights that spin atop ambulances always looked as cool as they have been?
And no one can me "Calm down"
That bitter their stares
And no, you won't on spit
So cool it, swallow, take a breath, sit tight for just a minute
We can talk again when get lost

Then we'll as high as we wanna go
of you can tell us no
Or tell us that we'll
Cause too far gone to care
And goes way too slow
pick up the pace and go
Double-time beat and wail
No one rests we're there

Well I guess we should a bit
they'll lock us up if we can't learn to cool it
We're having a instead
Who if it's only inside of our heads?
We've got mutants, and angels, and demons, and rockets, and
Obnoxious? Fuck you man, got this
Let's on this trip, tell the world it don't know anything
Glad you're here to out