| I’m on a higher plane
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| I’m in the fire lane
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| In use of my entire brain
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| Ignoring prior claims
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| And dire consequences
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| Music is higher consciousness don’t mean to sound pretentious
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| I’m levitating off the ground efficient
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| I’ll take an ancient manuscript and make it sound delicious
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| Music is magic in Any topic of interest
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| And we are blessed to share it
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| These esoteric adventures
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| No harassing my veracity
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| Mamma sent me to class
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| To expand my mental capacity
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| While my teachers labeled me as a cool kid
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| My music taught me more than what school did
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| The truth is.
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| We feelin' higher now
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| We never touch the ground
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| You know the music sets us free
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| Inside our minds we’ll always be
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| So much higher now
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| Until we touch the ground
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| You know the music sets us free
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| Inside our minds we’ll always be
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| I don’t hold grudges
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| But I remember facts
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| I took a look at the abyss
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| And now it’s staring back
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| Sympathy for careless acts there’s an apparent lack
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| Music’s the key that unlocks this transparent latch
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| A melodic emancipation
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| Freedom from the
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| Volatile vibes and bad statements
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| Music’s been my ultimate
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| Path and safe haven
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| Otherwise I’m on the opposite side of
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| That glass casing
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| Scratch that last statement cuz what Im making is sacred
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| It’s participation
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| And bar manipulation
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| Guitar riffs placed in the right
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| Bizarre space and if
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| And if you light a green spliff then I might just partake yeh
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| The verbal Herman Munster’s thirsty
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| And I’m concert worthy
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| With no controversy
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| Mind state’s beyond
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| What you’ve formed about me
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| And my music will live on without me
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| Never doubt me
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| We feelin' higher now
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| We never touch the ground
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| You know the music sets us free
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| Inside our minds we’ll always be
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| So much higher now
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| Until we touch the ground
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| You know the music sets us free
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| Inside our minds we’ll always be |