| Full concentration
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| A measure in milligrams
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| Do it, just do it
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| Prescription for Prudence
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| As an invitation
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| I quiz you real friendly
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| By the end you’ll feel empty
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| So let’s make you hefty for knowledge
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| A standard to acknowledge, to recognize
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| Contingently open eyed to what you feel, to what you buy
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| Connection to object, seductively processed
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| The quiet institution for eluding and brooding
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| Because the world’s never perfect, so lazy as a verdict
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| The world is allergic, Re-active re-turngent
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| I undergo everything, because everything is nothing
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| Until that means something, so I can keep bumping
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| To keep me from running all out of ideas
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| My only real calling, let’s call out the sleepers
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| I don’t sleep I chase it, that dragon that ringer
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| Let’s fire up my syntax as the candy makes contact
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| First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
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| As you recall, it’s a philosopher’s calling
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| First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
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| As you recall, it’s a philosopher’s calling
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| I used to think that I’d never find closure
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| But baby that’s before the amphetamine exposure
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| Psycho-stimulation, what a privilege for the mind
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| We should do it all the time, we should do it all the time
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| It’s a spasm, there’s a twitch, it’s good for circulation
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| Now please listen to my thesis, it’s my third re-iteration
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| And I want to clarify that the sun is in the sky
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| And the world is always round and I am so profound
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| I used to think that I’d never find closure
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| But baby that’s before the amphetamine exposure
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| Psycho-stimulation, what a privilege for the mind
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| We should do it all the time, we should do it all the time
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| It’s a spasm, there’s a twitch, it’s good for circulation
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| Now please listen to my thesis, it’s my third re-iteration
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| And I want to clarify that the sun is in the sky
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| And the world is always round and I am so profound
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| First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
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| As you recall, it’s a philosopher’s calling
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| First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
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| As you recall, it’s a philosopher’s calling |