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Fondly, you appease the commotion |
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Yeah, but seldomly does it give you the notion |
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When efficiency is the king of your motion |
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Do it anyway, you do it anyway |
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Echo, goes the info in your head |
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'Cause you're a techno and you're techno-bled |
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Beneath the undertow where the rest of you is dead |
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You do it anyway, you got to do it anyway |
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Did you lose yourself? |
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Did you leave yourself behind? |
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Did you lose yourself? |
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Did you let your heart unwind? |
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Flipside, waking daylight, you're fisherman |
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Moving further outside upon the Sea of Japan |
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Seeing life that you felt |
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You want it any way, you want it any way |
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Free-life, on the dream-side, you're just a fisherman |
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Seeing beautiful memories that have always been |
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And never been |
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You do it anyway, oh, you got to it anyway |
