| Do you know the feeling
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| When you wake up find your way to the bathroom
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| Stare at yourself from eye to eye
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| Feeling relieved the innocence is still there
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| Time to turn over baby
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| Time to turn loose
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| No limits no lines
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| That’s yesterdays news got a rhythm in my rhyme
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| Still shootimg up so high
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| Got a ritual crime but I ain’t no slave of time
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| It’s just like waking up from the strangest dream
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| All the sudden
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| All the people at your own age
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| Are gone got fat familiazed and wrecked
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| You’re like the last of the lost boys of neverever land
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| That’s it Time to turn over baby time to turn loose
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| No limits no lines
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| That’s yesterdays news got a rhythm in my rhyme
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| Still shooting up so high
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| Got a ritual crime but I ain’t no slave of time |