| You said that it’s fantastic being telepathic
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| You said you read my mind
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| You said that things are drastic
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| I was looking for a shrine
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| Whilst you were looking for a rock
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| And we were living on the same block
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| With that hip-hop
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| You’re a little reptile
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| Only no-foot high
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| You’ve got those four strong legs and the pretty purple eye
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| You hypmotise me with your hypmotising ways
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| So much that i forgot to say
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| Sorry about the day than Ananda hurt you in the hand — ah
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| You had so much detail, he could not understand ya
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| MAU listen to it sing
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| He said «it's dread» as he held you by the hand
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| I couldn’t hear a song
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| I could only hear a scream
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| Slow down little reptile
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| I dont know what you mean
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| Maybe she meant she was in pain
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| Maybe
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| I’m an earthling doesn’t mean I’m insane
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| When i’m playing them games with little spiders
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| Sometimes I’m spraying the trains with the dope outsiders
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| These days I’m hiding in my crazy lies
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| These days I’m searching for my reptile
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| She said promise you won’t tell
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| But I had already told
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| About the girl on my road who gives pure gold
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| They said like «where does she live?»
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| It’s like she lives where she’s at
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| They said like «where can that be?»
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| Your black I can’t tell you that
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| «So what can we do?»
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| Well you can do what you will
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| What do we usually do when you’ve got time to kill?
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| It’s like these things they be sounds
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| And them sounds they be big
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| And we go walking around the boundary taking little swigs
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| When we were out there
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| On the perpendicullar
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| We wasn’t really looking for anything in particular
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| Tell me, was it the way that you were handled?
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| We know Ananda, he held you at those angles
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| It’s like he wasn’t exactly in control of his actions
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| Neither of us were we were just
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| Panning for distractions
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| The radio would talk and I would stare at its mouth
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| I prayed it wouldn’t stop as it just let it out
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| You said it’s easier to tell your secrets to someone that you can’t see
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| So why you telling this to me?
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| See like with Emma, she sent me a letter
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| Written on a shark
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| I went to open it up
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| He tried to bite my fingers off
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| I wonder what it said
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| See, I ain’t got around to read it
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| Threw it in my neighbours pond
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| Yesterday I saw him feed it
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| Believe that
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| No one of your predictions has come true
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| I thought it was your thing to get me through
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| Opposite over hypotenuse
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| I’m hanging at a tangent
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| Concept-less, I digress on a random
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| My force ain’t balanced my means of beams
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| See nothing’s as it seems in a Mongianic dream
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| You said it’s easier to someone that you can’t see
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| So why you tell this to me? |