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If I could only get the tools |
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The stimuli and the molecules |
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Frozen moments in time |
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I could be the archetype |
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A credit to the genotype |
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Re-program your mind |
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But the storybook sages |
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Fill their pages |
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Hiding from the warming sun |
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Limitless distractions give no pause |
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To distort a precious delusion |
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Delusion, precious delusion |
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Did you see the moralist |
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Retort and raise his fist? |
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You can't make man a machine |
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I can see the edifice |
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Crumbling in foggy mist |
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Razed by discovery |
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But the storybook sages |
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Fill their pages |
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Hiding from the warming sun |
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Limitless distractions give no pause |
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To distort a precious delusion |
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Delusion, precious delusion |
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Delusion |
