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I am a music lover and somehow I get paid |
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This song would still exist if no money was made |
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That's the difference |
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I summed it up in a sentence |
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I'm sittin' here perfectly still, 'cuz I've got no place to go |
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Be about two months until we light up the show |
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Follow me now I sing of spring it's a marvelous thing |
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What else swing the things you bring |
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Yo I gotta say holla |
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Orange County to Angola |
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I go back to the beat |
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It never lets me down |
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Zone in and let it rola |
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Yo I gotta say holla |
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Orange County to Angola |
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I go back to the beat |
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It never lets me down |
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Zone in and let it rola |
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I deem stream of sweat |
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That connects me to you |
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I still be all about that thing that you do |
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We dip dip dive so herbalize |
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I don't look over my shoulder but I know |
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There are spies |
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But then long time crew stuck like glue |
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You never let me down |
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We always came through |
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Always kept the flow |
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Even when you didn't know |
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Don't ask us we make it up as we go |
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Yo I gotta say holla |
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Orange County to Angola |
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I go back to the beat |
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It never lets me down |
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Zone in and let it rola |
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Yo I gotta say holla |
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Orange County to Angola |
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I go back to the beat |
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It never lets me down |
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Zone in and let it rola |
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Seems like people are the viruses |
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And earth is simply tired of us |
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So many heads what if something would give |
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And kill off our race, maybe diseases from space |
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Arriving from a comet |
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With a trail left for the planet |
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Say the wake it created was the start of the end |
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Filled with spores that we engineered plant pathogens |
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What's in the future for the view is many changes |
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Humans could be in danger |
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What would you eat to be a remainder |
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As your food is maimed, to take you out the frame |
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Some would vaporize |
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Some would remain the same |
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Suckers with no cares about the wave of the world |
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I feel their lives are destined for hard times too |
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There's a parallel universe that might be blocked |
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But by emotion we put in to it we could unlock |
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I'm not sayin' we could escape fate tunneling in this vast |
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Untranslatable energy filled of dust and ash |
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Say what something past the starshine |
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What can abstain the starshine yeah |
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The next like your starshines |
