Luyện nghe bài hát Artificial Confidence

Well I've been sitting in the back seat of this car for 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 to decide if I should 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 faces leering at me from the front seat 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 downtown now in a couple minutes
We have to talk until you're fine"

So now I'm sitting on the curb, by traffic
All the cars have rockets bolted to their roofs and reptile men
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 taste's stares
And no, you won't on spit
So cool it, swallow, take a breath, sit for just a single minute
We can talk when they get lost

we'll sail as high as we wanna go
None of you can us no
Or tell us that we'll
Cause we're too far to care
And time way too slow
pick up the pace and go
Double-time this and wail
No one rests until there

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