| I stay high on life with a mind full of sensemelia
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| Cancel any pain, call it my anesthesia
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| Panoramic with the vision watchin' hands and feeders
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| Take a picture scan it, frame it, recollect on neatness
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| I see secrets secreted like sea creatures
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| End the world now, a fresh start without the fevers
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| The rebirth of the world, the words burn the speakers
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| Brought mystery to earth, escape with third degree burns
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| But still went back, I guess I never learned
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| On track to paradise, but hell is at the curve
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| And when I’m at the helm I swerve
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| First for knowledge, I have it on the rocks shaken not stirred
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| Burst a flavour from it
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| Nothing changes like we all pay the patent for it
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| Heat is spreadin' pain, ends like flames in the forest
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| So weed it up before my state resembles embryonic
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| Ye, I wanna see paradise
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| I’m in the tunnels yet I’m still searchin' out the light
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| I see the sun but it still seems dark outside
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| Never will I run, never will I hide
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| Ye, I wanna see paradise
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| I’m in the tunnels yet I’m still searchin' out the light
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| I see the sun but it still seems dark outside
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| Never will I run, never will I hide
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| Its like I’m walking in the desert chasin' the oasis
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| Fictional place setters, mirages is what I’m faced with
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| End results stay mirrored in the Earth we painted
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| Disasters natural, there is little we can do to phase it
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| Mother nature, she’ll show you how to truly change shit
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| Repopulation ain’t a myth like when our people shape shift
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| Sick of walking in the streets where its deemed as dangerous
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| Bun the drugs, burn the tax, burn the guns and racists
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| There ain’t none of dat' where I wanna see the faces
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| Of the people that surviving inside the matrix
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| Let me make this clear, I wanna see some, peace in here
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| Don’t wanna see fear, in the eyes of the people
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| That be lost in the sphere
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| Tryin' to find what’s right but I tell 'em persevere
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| Yo I tell 'em persevere
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| They’ll find paradise if they persevere
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| Ye, I wanna see paradise
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| I’m in the tunnels yet I’m still searchin' out the light
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| I see the sun but it still seems dark outside
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| Never will I run, never will I hide
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| Ye, I wanna see paradise
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| I’m in the tunnels yet I’m still searchin' out the light
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| I see the sun but it still seems dark outside
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| Never will I run, never will I hide |