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Second to |
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Sun, second to sun |
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Like Jupiter, we are the ones |
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All atoms, report to the sun...we are the ones. |
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Like Jupiter we are the ones, all atoms report to the sun, |
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We are the ones! |
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The grandest performance, next in line to enormous. |
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Epicureans say it the senses, over reason to finish the sentence. |
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Gods and fear, glass ceiling above and below. |
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Why are we here, you were so sure we thought you would know..you don't know! |
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And belief split to 4 like a cross on the floor |
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It split front, back and side from side, |
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LIKE A CRO |
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SS Front, back, side to side |
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LIKE A CRO |
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SS!THEY CA |
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LLED IT GO |
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D! I SAY T |
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HE SUN!You call it god, |
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I'll worship the sun, without all her fire there won't be anyone. |
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Second to |
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Sun.I wanna live like the red spot |
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Winds 11,000 miles per hour, red red hot! |
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I want my storm to never, ever end! |