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Take a little dope |
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And walk out in the air |
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The stars are all connected to the brain. |
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Find me a woman and lay down on the ground, |
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Her pleasure comes falling down like rain, |
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Get myself a car, I feel power as I fly, |
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Oh now I'm really in control, |
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It all looks fine to the naked eye, |
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But it don't really happen that way at all, |
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Don't happen that way at all. |
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You sign your own name and I sign mine, |
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They're both the same but we still get separate rooms, |
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You can cover up your guts but when you cover up your nuts, |
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You're admitting that there must be something wrong, |
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Press any button and milk and honey flows, |
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The world begins behind your neighbor's wall, |
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It all looks fine to the naked eye, |
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But it don't really happen that way at all, |
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Nah nah no, don't happen that way at all. |
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You hold the gun and I hold the wound, |
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And we stand looking in each other's eyes, |
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Both think we know what's right, |
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Both know we know what's wrong, |
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We tell ourselves so many many many lies, |
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We're not pawns in any game, we're not tools of bigger men, |
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There's only one who can really move us all, |
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It all looks fine to the naked eye, |
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But it don't really happen that way at all. |
