| My compass spins outta control
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| Which way do I go to get outta this hole
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| I’ve come so far that I’ve lost my way
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| Caught in a world full of yesterdays
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| The sun and the moon have become my tomb
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| Morphed into one as my time consumes me
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| No direction, no reception
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| Nothing but a godless life extension
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| Gone out the skull like a drop off paw
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| In the Death Valley desert with peyote in my jaw
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| My head is poundin, my vision is clouded
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| Barley see the shadows of the peoples that surrounded
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| Nothing astoundin this is man at it’s lowest point
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| Shakin up the bottle on the mutilation joint
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| They brought me back to Earth now everythings in focus
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| The reason I’m still breathin is only for Dark Lotus!
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| It’s a never ending story, I’m like a train
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| Get away from the nothingness that consumes me
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| Floatin on a rock, barely see the land
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| Back in the day I was baskin in the sand
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| I don’t see no hope, I don’t see no drive
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| The only way out this shit is MAN FUCK THAT!
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| The further I get the closer I come to somethin else
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| That’s Lotus love nothin more and nothin less
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| Further and further away
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| On my trail I’m lost
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| Further and further away
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| Off the path I must have drifted
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| Further and further away
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| I need to gooooooo
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| Further and further away
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| I need to gooooooo
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| Where the fuck am I goin, don’t know and don’t care
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| D-L up in the air, you know I’ll be there
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| And no spare time, Better beware
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| The line was drawin in ya blood, Like a nightmarish flood
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| No thugs, no hugs, spit wicked shit
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| When the time come quick, I’ll be waitin by the space ship
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| Face this, fat bitch we back
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| With a whole new reason for unleashing the attack
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| No sense of direction strayed from the path
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| Even GPS can’t find my ass
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| Lojack got an indicator can’t locate me
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| Guess I’m lost, better pray that they find me
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| Alive or dead, maybe buried in the woods
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| Chopped up in the trunk, in the back of the hood
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| Assimilate the team where death is the goal
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| Bring the petals back home the flower becomes whole
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| The sun and the moon have become my tomb
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| Morphed into one as my time consumes me
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| Can’t locate me
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| My head is poundin, my vision is clouded
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| Barley see the shadows of the people that surrounded
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| Can’t locate me
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| The further I get the closer I come to somethin else
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| That’s Lotus love nothin more and nothin less
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| Can’t locate me
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| No thugs, no hugs, spit Wicked Shit
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| Lojack got an indicator can’t locate me
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| I need to gooooooo |