| Looking for a new groove, hear the dymbal
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| My lyrics and flow kick the symbols
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| Balance between melody and silence
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| Welcome to a new musical landscape
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| Our journey started from many influences
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| But now, we are sailing in unknown territories
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| Old rules are not useful anymore
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| Machines don’t locate us for years now
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| We are out of the map
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| We must think out of the box
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| We left earth, 3 years ago on a spaceship
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| Looking for a new groove
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| Departure was a bit ruff
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| But finally we moved
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| After 3 years travelling we are reaching Leo Supercluster
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| With a shape of a duster
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| Wow, every star shines like a luster
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| Stormy weather, be careful a bluster, feeling the fluster
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| We are hungry and washed-up
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| Food reserves become scarce in the spaceship
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| We knew that this mission would be difficult
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| But we were waiting for a miracle
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| 4 years ago that is what I thought
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| I wish aliens would come to earth, that way, we would see a new groove birth
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| I wish aliens would show themselves, I’m bored with the music of my dusty
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| shelves
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| We like it free, like free jazz, like free style, like free writing
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| The 3 musketeers get back on track and will bring back a new groove |