| Could’ve been an animal
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| Could’ve been any number of combos of atoms though
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| Really
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| But we’re here
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| Peace to anybody who ain’t ruled by fear (fear)
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| I know, that’s minimal
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| And that’s a hell of a trick if you can pull it though
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| Maybe it’s more socio-
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| I could handle to offer some more I don’t know
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| I don’t, I just read up
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| I just wonder how we see through the haze
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| And the malaise we made that betrays the whole space
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| The charade of Nation States
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| What a waste (what a waste)
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| Waste
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| And that’s literal
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| Peace to anybody who breathin' the same chemicals
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| I mean ain’t no border for air
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| Ain’t nothing but a Ponzi honestly, ay
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| C’mon. |
| No you’re weird. |
| No you’re cuter. |
| No your faith’s based in fear
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| Heh
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| Know your place, no tears
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| No great way around gates round here
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| Nope
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| Just gotta crash ‘em
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| Just gotta live it like you know it doesn’t last, huh
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| Out with three scoops and a fat fuck you to the Carlyle group like that
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| Could’ve been an animal
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| Could’ve been any number of combos of atoms tho
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| But we’re here
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| Peace anybody who ain’t ruled by fear
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| Redefine radical
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| Almost down to a science
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| Big love, big joy as an act of defiance
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| You can fight it, or you can find it
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| Sometimes it feels like a rallyin' cry
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| Other times it feels like just cryin'
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| Trying to keep the motherfucker on the road
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| You don’t even know where you’re drivin' to
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| And the radio said, «well, if I was you»
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| And the highway sign said, «time to buy»
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| And it ain’t quite free but, compromise
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| Birds on the power lines
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| See, the only thing free is the free advice
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| And the first hit
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| And the second pair
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| And the three day trial
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| And the 4−5-6 always wins
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| And that’s about it
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| Peace to everybody out here makin' and missin'
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| Chips in
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| Are you in or is you isn’t?
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| My mind flickers like the lights in the distance
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| I can make it a palace or
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| I can make it a prison
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| It’s too short for me to keep on trippin' on it
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| It’s too long for me to act like it Isn’t long
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| Too complicated I can’t even sing along (ah!)
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| But it’s my own damn song
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| So I’ma make that work and I’ma do that (ah!)
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| Ima bust that (ah!) to get you through that (ah!)
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| While the gods and the devils go and do they worst
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| Peace to everybody on the entire (ah!)
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| Rock just floatin' through space
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| Blow your whole fuckin' mind from your face |