| Julie said that concrete jungle in your head was made
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| Far before the chemicals would leave you in the shade
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| Wonder how those structures inside pull us to the fall
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| Wonder if they’re really there at all
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| I know you, I know you’re…
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| Riding on your horses by the rainbow coloured bay
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| Diving through the coral reefs of tranquility sea
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| Hiding on the bottom of your cotton fantasy
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| Testing out your
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| Testing out your
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| Testing out your
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| Immortality
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| Stories tell that Warhol drew the sketch of who you are
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| Angel man you’re born on paper coloured by the youth
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| Sucking on your future like you’re smoking your cigar
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| Holding on to clouds of smoke like it’s the only truth
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| Yeah you’re still…
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| Riding on your horses by the rainbow coloured bay
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| Diving through the coral reefs of tranquility sea
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| Hiding on the bottom of your cotton fantasy
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| Testing out your
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| Testing out your
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| Testing out your immortality
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| Fighting with your windmills on the plains of yesterday
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| History repeats itself I’m sure
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| Barking at the thunders on your stormy inner sky
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| Shouting at the things that were before
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| I know you
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| I know you
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| I know you
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| I know you’re…
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| Riding on your horses by the rainbow coloured bay
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| Diving through the coral reefs of tranquility sea
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| Hiding on the bottom of your cotton fantasy
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| Testing out your
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| Testing out your
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| Testing out your
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| Immortality |