| In this world when minds precede, succeed
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| Needs, desires, light speed, it’s a mystery to me
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| Collective souls, coexisting in the fear
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| Perhaps the fear is nothing more than
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| Than the time of the year
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| Third eye blind the taste and smell
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| It soon may disappear
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| Witch finders looking for
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| The devils seal turned in the ears
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| Poisoning minds
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| Divide and collect
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| The numbers in the line
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| It may be time to realize
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| That you’re doing just fine
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| We all are doing time
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| Realign as you seek and we
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| We all come together
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| Break the chains dig down deep
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| Unifying the souls
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| In due time we’ll be free
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| If we all come together
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| The blind soon will be sensitive
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| To the light
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| From sight to touch
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| Touch to sight
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| From sight to haring
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| Hearing to sight
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| Milliseconds that shape
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| The science of the mind
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| From ear to ear
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| From heart to mind
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| From consciousness til the end of time
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| We are tested day into the night
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| Those surrendering
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| Weren’t born to fight
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| Third eye blind the taste and smell
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| It soon may disappear
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| Witch finders looking for
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| The devils seal turned in the ears
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| Poisoned minds
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| Divide and collect
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| The numbers in the line
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| It may be time to realize
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| That you’re doing just fine
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| We all are doing time
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| Realign as you seek and we
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| We all come together
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| Break the chains dig down deep
|
| Unifying the souls
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| In due time we’ll be free
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| If we all come together
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| The blind soon will be sensitive
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| To the light |