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Everything goes exactly as I predicted it |
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The minutiae is different, I nailed the gist of it |
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Just failed to adjust, baby it was a bust |
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as I was saying craving blunts that bubba's started playing |
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Somebody save us, I'm seeing futures |
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so what is the use of knowing the truth if no one is going to believe you |
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The curse of Cassandra, my vision eyes reveal all the answers and seem to leave no surprises |
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To live and die and circumscribe circumstances, a paralyzing affair trying's a fool's errand |
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You see what I'm saying I'm sorry if it's scary or obtuse when you feel you're cruising in Doc's Delorean |
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Poppin vodka pouring juice in, demean it sober, tomorrow morning I'm seeing a hangover |
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My gang's growing older they know I'm clairvoyant |
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I get harangued like gold |
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just try to enjoy shit a little |
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and it annoys me a little |
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sans joy, see through time |
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and skip stones on the River styx |
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and be the first to abandon ship |
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Chorus (instrumental) |
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Deja vu, mayhap have you been here as well, |
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it feels super familiar, pray tell |
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Ever get the urge to take a draft of Mimir's well |
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Trip on what's knitted with a cashmere veil |
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Egyptian glyphs, cavern sequence |
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in sleep magic dreams reveal hidden patterns between what is real and imagined |
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Money I have a secret, spoil the ending, I wish i couldn't see it |
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To me it's no more profounder then mere logic |
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a downer beyond years as we flounder |
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and fought what I thought would be inescapable |
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Like love lost, long term users incapable of forming any action spontaneous |
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laying on the barn and I might got the boon and the brainius |
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along side with those who know not what it's like |
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under illuminight, more ice, doomed by the farside a little |
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and it annoys me a little |
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sans joy, see through time |
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and skip stones on the River styx |
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and flip a rhyme with my boy chris |