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[ti:Luv (sic) Part 6 Uyama Hiroto Remix] |
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[ar:Nujabes/Shing02] |
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[al:Luv(sic) Hexalogy] |
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[la:EN] |
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I met a metaphorical girl in a metaphysical world |
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now you got me day dreaming, sleeping in a curl |
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her name on my tongue, a fresh flavor, yup |
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whenever she popped up, put a swirl on my cone |
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i used to rap like i had some marbles in my mouth |
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but the stones turned precious when they all came out |
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on a string of deep thought that could never be bought |
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body rock don't stop, be bop to hip hop |
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cold as ice so I stared as it thawed to the floor, |
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what was left a shoestring budget on call |
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then these new styles came along |
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some on to the next on some other hit, their own trip |
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colors faded on airbrushed centerfolds, dated |
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make you feel old and jaded |
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the point was to make it and we made it but |
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we didn't know how to keep it |
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like nice kicks. that wouldn't fit |
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only way was to box it up and duct tape it up |
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store it underneath the bed and open it up |
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once in a blue moon, |
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think about a cool ending |
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to a story that ended too soon |
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gotta bring back the feeling |
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I'll do anything not to be stuck on fiending |
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a pen can be sharper than a scalpel to a patient |
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to an open heart, it's a daily operation |
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after six come seven and eight |
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access code to the pearly gates |
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they say heaven can wait |
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and you speak of fate |
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a finale to a play for my mate |
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I see the angels draw the drapes |
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over the earthscape |
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where the wine is the spirit of grapes |
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gotta finish what we started, so I cut the tape |
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as our records will stay on rotate |
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you say a circle is a flawless shape |
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every part equi-distance from the center |
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on the arc without a start or a finish |
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a line on a loop carries weight |
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a freight train runs unabated |
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views vanish from my point vantage, |
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passages come in and out |
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the way I recall your antics (how I remember your antics) |
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still alive 'cause I said it |
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a life of its own unless we dead it |
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till they see our name in credits |
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a labor of love you mean slavery |
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surely, it's been quite savory |
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crepe on the balcony, verbal alchemy |
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pure magic when she touches me |
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I read that love is kind but it's also blind of any style |
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you profess, would you be my guest (you could be my guest) |
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happiness is a hot potato that you can't possess for long |
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just pass it on like asong |
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and I might look calm and collected at a glance |
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but I taste the void when I'm not connected |
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to the world kinetic, as opposed to static |
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idle hands a workshop of a digital addict (a modern-day addict) |
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on a hot streak for inspiration is key to feed |
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the mind in need of stimulation |
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elevator music to the space station |
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penthouse of stars a-blazing |
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after six come seven and eight |
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access code to the pearly gates |
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they say heaven can wait |
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and you speak of fate |
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a finale to a play for my mate |
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I see the angels draw the drapes |
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over the earthscape |
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where the wine is the spirit of grapes |
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gotta finish what we started, so I cut this tape |
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as our records will stay on rotate |
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*() remix lyric. |