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This is the tale I'm afraid's unfolding |
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Mini earthquakes and a gun unloading |
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Volleys of thoughts into the back of my brain |
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Taking me over like rock ******* |
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I don't do junk but I'm familiar with the feeling |
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The ghosts are so close, I can hear them breathing |
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Spitting their file down the back of my throat |
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Ain't you ever wondered, why they call it ****? |
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I used to run around with a head like a soup can |
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Speeding like a train, popping pills like Pac-man |
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But beneath my skin and along my spine |
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I could feel a fleet of ****roaches prying |
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Waiting for me to take my first hit |
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But I knew right then I didn't need that *******t |
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Like a window reflecting time |
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I'm livin' on a planet of my own design |
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Yeah, woah, I can feel the sugar cane flow |
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Every time I change my mind third verse same as the first |
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Only this time the sugar hits you in reverse |
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Spins you around, puts you in a dream |
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Turns your mind into an elephant balloon machine |
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There's a trap set but you shot right through it |
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Quicker than the human eye like Hong Kong Phooey |
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You forget about the funk that you been dragged into |
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Surfin' a high you suck the last glass splinter |
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Out of your heart and its a brand new summer |
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No longer are you just another young blade runner |
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You're a player in a game that requires no pieces |
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Rules are just restrictions that the state releases |
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As the world spins off its hinge |
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We're all too busy *******yzing things |
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But like I said you know how I'm defined |
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I'm livin' on a planet of my own design |
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Yeah, woah, I can feel the sugar cane flow |
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Every time I change my mind third verse same as the first |
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Only this time the sugar hits you in reverse |
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Spins you around, puts you in a dream |
|
Turns your mind into an elephant balloon machine |
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There's a trap set but you shot right through it |
|
Quicker than the human eye like Hong Kong Phooey |
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You forget about the funk that you been dragged into |
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Surfin' a high you suck the last glass splinter |
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Out of your heart and its a brand new summer |
|
No longer are you just another young blade runner |
|
You're a player in a game that requires no pieces |
|
Rules are just restrictions that the state releases |
|
As the world spins off its hinge |
|
We're all too busy *******yzing things |
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But like I said you know how I'm defined |
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I'm livin' on a planet of my own design |
|
Yeah, woah, I can feel the sugar cane flow |
|
Every time I change my mind third verse same as the first |
|
Only this time the sugar hits you in reverse |
|
Spins you around, puts you in a dream |
|
Turns your mind into an elephant balloon machine |
|
There's a trap set but you shot right through it |
|
Quicker than the human eye like Hong Kong Phooey |
|
You forget about the funk that you been dragged into |
|
Surfin' a high you suck the last glass splinter |
|
Out of your heart and its a brand new summer |
|
No longer are you just another young blade runner |
|
You're a player in a game that requires no pieces |
|
Rules are just restrictions that the state releases |
|
As the world spins off its hinge |
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We're all too busy *******yzing things |
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But like I said you know how I'm defined |
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I'm livin' on a planet of my own design |
