Luyện nghe bài hát Artificial Confidence

Well I've sitting in the back seat 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 feel 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 have that look of frightened deer-in-headlights locked
Hissing "Calm down that bitter taste's the and no you won't drown on spit
So cool it, swallow, we'll be now in just a couple minutes
We don't have to talk you're fine"

So now I'm sitting on the curb, amazed by
All the cars have bolted to their roofs and reptile men driving
Wonder if the lights that spin atop these ambulances always looked as cool as they been?
And no one can me "Calm down"
That bitter taste's their
And no, you drown on spit
So cool it, swallow, take a breath, sit tight for just a single
We can talk again when get lost

Then sail as high as we wanna go
of you can tell us no
Or tell us that we'll
we're too far gone to care
And time goes way too
Let's up the pace and go
this beat and wail
No one rests until there

Well I guess we worry a bit
Cause they'll lock us up if we learn to cool it
having a party instead
Who cares if it's only inside of our
got mutants, and angels, and demons, and rockets, and killers
Obnoxious? Fuck you man, I've got
stay on this trip, tell the world it don't know anything
Glad you're to hang out