Sorry babes, but it takes some time
Without salt, without sense
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Without gluten, without regret
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You’ll wonder where it’s gone
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Meanwhile, every tiniest real instinct
I’m going to contaminate myself
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Trust me, we won’t end up in any specific place
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We’ll be particles flying in the air
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Trust me, come on, nobody out, everybody in
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We’ll be everywhere, we’ll be tomorrow
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We’ll be everywhere even if far apart
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Different spaces mirror the same
I’m going to contaminate myself
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Trust me, come on, nobody out, everybody in
Then I’ll take myself back
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Hands intertwined like roots, ideals hanging from the stars
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Shows on a wire, applause in the wind
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Tears of rain, drops on the leaves
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Inside a glass of water a flower that melts
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We won’t end up in any specific place
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We’ll be particles flying in the air
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If it’s not uncomfortable it doesn’t hit you
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(F*ck, I snapped the pen), (Haha, fantastic)