| My doctor called me with a situation
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| He told me, «Sit down,» but had me pacin'
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| He said my eyeballs will soon go blind
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| With no way to stop and skip or rewind
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| Suggested that I take some flights
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| Travel to peep my favorite sights
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| He said try to think about where I’d like to be
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| The last sight I’ll ever see
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| Sunrise across a tropical island
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| Detroit downtown, midnight stylin'
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| All white sand, blue-green lagoon
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| Rainbow stars after a monsoon
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| Lookin' out every Gathering night main stage
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| Starin' down the barrel of a 12 Gauge
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| Ask Jay-Z, «Can I see Beyoncé?
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| Butthole naked, crawlin' my way?»
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| Mash the gas, gettin' blowed on the highway
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| It’d all look good, I say
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| If you had to choose one vision as your last one
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| What would you wanna see, before your eyes go blind?
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| I wanna see all the family, crazy, tonight
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| Each and every one of you, I want it burned into my mind
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| A puddle, all the Faygo we sprayed
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| Together, all the honeys I’ve laid
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| Down a mountain, hot lava flowin'
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| Fat swarm of lightning bugs all glowin'
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| Knock the fuck out my real dad
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| One piece, every fan we’ve ever had
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| Every freak I’ve ever saw, all!
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| Shaggy’s top rope leg drop live
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| On Monday night Raw, I’ve seen it all
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| How the fuck I’m 'posed to make this call?
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| The crowd at Woodstock, middle fingers high
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| «Fuck the world!» |
| 'til I die
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| My eyes seen Picker Forest as the rain poured down
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| Monster chased me off a burial ground
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| I’ve seen people lost, I’ve seen people found
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| A supernatural Dark Carnival clown
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| My mother, my sister, and my brother
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| I got it, my two kids huggin' each other
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| If you had to choose one vision as your last one
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| What would you wanna see, before your eyes go blind?
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| I wanna see all the family, crazy, tonight
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| Each and every one of you, I want it burned into my mind
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| «I know ninjas like to see pretty-ass sunsets, snow-covered pine trees,
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| naked nipple hoes, stacks of money, piles of pink blow snortin' up your face,
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| gardens full of yum yummy, peacocks with cocks peein', waterfalls with fish,
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| all kinds of fat-ass butt cheeks, maybe with a hole or two — whatever makes
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| your dick jump, but what would you choose to see last, before your eyeballs
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| punk out and die, and you lookin' at nethin' from now on? |
| 'Cause them doo doo
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| peepers you got connected to that brain, you know them jelly orbs catchin' a
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| ride in that bitch-ass face, could burn out and die, and once they do,
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| them motherfuckers ain’t never comin' back.»
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| If you had to choose one vision as your last one
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| What would you wanna see, before your eyes go blind?
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| I wanna see all the family, crazy, tonight
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| Each and every one of you, I want it burned into my mind
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| If you had to choose one vision as your last one
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| What would you wanna see, before your eyes go blind?
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| I wanna see all the family, crazy, tonight
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| Each and every one of you, I want it burned into my mind |