Hey won't you come with me to a land not even our eyes can
see, your ears could be deaf, your vision gone blind for this only exists inside your
mind those manners when lip hits strip cause the last vacation that you wants a bad
trip wherever you want, and wherever you go let your mind recline so its thoughts can
grow up real quick, don't wanna come down from space about face but we're still grounded
inside a room under lock, under key in my brain lie the memories that let me be
what i have become, though my soul is one, I have just left the third rock from the sun.
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