I talk to planets, brothers
They tell me secrets of life
You and all the other figments
Where will you go when I die?
My mind is in connection
With all the time that goes by
I hear the constant whisper
I know the truth is a lie
And I say:
Let you cut a bigger slice
Your own private paradise
Now go along and take it back
Skeletons are out of the closet
And up on the wall
Fell like I just started running
But I'm ready to fall
Take it back

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