Where The Lights Are Low

I've been so lost.
I've walked through this land, but my feet never touched the ground and I wasn't even high.
There's no need for that since my mind decided to take me on a trip, deeper inside than I would ever want to go.
So don't you try to tell me what I am, 'cause I don't even know.
I'm going somewhere where the lights are low, where the lies don't hurt and where time runs slow.
Don't fuckin try to tell me what/who I am, 'cause you could never know.
I have this story ready and I would like for you to hear it if you got the time.
Have you got the time?
And as I'm about to descend
I'll skip straight to the chorus and tell you right away,
it's all just a filthy lie.