Sunday, April 10, 2005

I saw the new view coming and I hit the flo
Let it wash my back not my eyes no no
All of the sudden, I saw my picture runnin
Talkin to my fear although it's not saying nothin
Hit my eyes, then my brain, then myself, and so
With disguise, I am sane, and the bookshelf's low
You are thinking, and my new thought's seekin
talkin to my sense on a european weekend.

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