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drawn to a place in a present momenthow long will we let them push us around
theres no longer belief
taste your pleasure
love makes you insane
trouble souls sometimes unlock the best wisdom
can you point me in the right direction
to the place with the red flowers?
dig the vibrations, taste the fear
lets the kids play in the rain
were you born into a family
that doesn't always appreciate you?
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