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I used to dream of time machines
Now itâs been said weâre post-everything
As a child imagining
Neck ties and Coast lines
I seen the show man, what a sight
Drenched us in approximated sunlight
The crowd was small and mostly blind
But kind, youâre too kind
Now you are how you were when you were real
Now you are how you were when you were real
There you go again on that circular trip
Lick the solar plexus of some L.A. shaman
Iâm out of breath Iâd better sit
Been living, hard living
All I do is follow you around
I wouldnât waste another thought
On what is fair and what is not
The quinceañera dress she bought
Was unstitched with bullets
All the guests in the garden screamed
Women and tires squealing
Such opulence, such misery
Unwinding, unwinding
All I do is follow you around
All I do is follow you around
Now you are how you were when you were real
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