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Take |
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Out the stories |
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They've put into your mind and brace |
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For the glory |
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As you stare into the sky.. The sky beneath |
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I know you can't be tired.. |
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Lay there |
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Stare at the ceiling |
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And switch back to your time |
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Just go ahead |
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Now try and taste it |
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I know it should be ripe... |
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Thrust... |
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Ahead. |
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[Chorus:] |
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Turning in circles |
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Been caught in a stasis |
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The ancient arrival |
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Cut to the end |
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I'd like to be taken |
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Apart from the inside |
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Then spit through the cycle |
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Right to the end |
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I wonder |
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Just how you shaped it |
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To get back to your prize... |
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Thrust.. |
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Ahead |
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[Chorus:] |
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Turning in circles |
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Been caught in a stasis |
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The ancient arrival |
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Cut to the end |
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I'd like to be taken |
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Apart from the inside |
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Then spit through the cycle |
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Right to the end |
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Wake for the glory |
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I know you can't be tired |
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[Chorus:] (x2) |
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Turning in circles |
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Been caught in a stasis |
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The ancient arrival |
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Cut to the end |
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I'd like to be taken |
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Apart from the inside |
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Then spit through the cycle |
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Right to the end |
