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some lyrics for you... |
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and some unreleased in america skinny puppy |
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a little "white rabbit" by jefferson airplane.
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all;
Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall.
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall;
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call;
To call Alice, when she was just small.
When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go;
And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low;
Go ask Alice, I think she'll know.
When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead;
And the white knight is talking backwards;
And the red queen's off with her head;
Remember what the dormouse said,
Feed your head, feed your head |
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..."left handshake" |
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I think I'm water, I think I'm going insane, help |
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me out of it. |
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[You are a light. You are a sun. Drift within. |
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This is your body.] |
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I hurt and cannot run away, |
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your rotting mind said |
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[Did you get lost on the trip?] |
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I can't run away |
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[Did you get trapped in memory?] |
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I can't remember |
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[Did you forget?] |
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no memory, down here, one-to-one in you |
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[What did you do?] |
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dance for me |
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[Virtual mindgame] |
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look, one of two |
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[Trivial paranoia] |
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no color |
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[You had to make it a bad trip] |
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darkness, |
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it shows mind reflecting in a painted picture, |
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treasure, with a belief in the vision, contain |
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break down, take ingested poison, |
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repeats, last doubt, brushed aside, |
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betrayal, last rights denied |
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[Don't see the light] |
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alarm look inside [Buried] unearth the, |
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the stains of disease, heartless mother fuck |
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shows a life of ease, hard to believe, |
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takes the soul |
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to the edge of it all, why can't they see, |
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I'm still in control, still have my eyes |
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[Do not see right] |
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survive this, LAST RIGHTS DENIED |
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[soft] |
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decision expected, who controls |
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[Soft tissue] |
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no one's right, use the decision, |
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controls, |
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breakdown, inexperience failed |
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[ "soft tissue(female voice)"] |
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washing their hands, walking this way, |
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washing their hands, walking this way, |
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washing their hands, point of denial, |
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washing their hands, walking away, |
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[sinke gently into dark] |
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washing their hands, walking this way, |
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washing their hands, point of denial, |
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["Sink. Sink into your dark(female voice)"] |
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[In this mirror of confession] |
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no guilt, no guilt, I see no guilt |
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[What do you see there?] |
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no guilt |
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[Your personality] |
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inexperience failed |
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[All your goals, and your fears] |
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my fears are mine |
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[Your ambitions] |
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ambitions, hey it's okay |
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| [The chess game of your life, got to check that, |
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you can't take that on the trip] |
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inside |
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[All those animal impulses] |
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lay down |
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[That you hide] |
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hide |
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[And keep down below, all this baggage too, |
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must be checked] |
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I wouldn't expect it could be |
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[You can't take that] |
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I never will |
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[On the billion year voyage] |
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never wanted to welcome wanted poison |
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[Are you ready?] |
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poison, sickness, sickness grows inside |
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[Then take this chalice, the elixir of life] |
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they are pushing you in |
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