| Allow your brain the free design
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| To open up the inner etheric mind
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| I gotta say, we have a chance
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| To lead us all to a true hypnotic trance
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| Nothing has objects
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| To fool all that’s in our head
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| All of everything outside of our head
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| Opens the doors where we can fall right in
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| Every time we go to some place
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| It’s in a song where we can transcend
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| Everything outside of our head
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| Opens the doors where we can fall right in
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| Every time we go to some place
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| It’s in a song where we can transcend
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| The lobby of celestial storms
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| Nostalgia for the future is nevermore
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| I gotta say, we have no chance
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| To harmonize the future with dissonance
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| Nothing has objects
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| To fool all that’s in our head
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| All of everything outside of our head
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| Opens the doors where we can fall right in
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| Every time we go to some place
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| It’s in a song where we can transcend
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| Everything outside of our head
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| Opens the doors where we can fall right in
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| Every time we go to some place
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| It’s in a song where we can transcend
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| All of everything outside of our head
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| Opens the doors where we can fall right in
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| Every time we go to some place
|
| It’s in a song where we can transcend
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| Everything outside of our head
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| Opens the doors where we can fall right in
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| Every time we go to some place
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| It’s in a song where we can transcend |