Electro screens of light And poppy-colored brights I'm floating on air Pink fluffy dinosaurs Tremendously hardcore I'm floating again This fake fir place Won't warm my soul nor face But still I'm floating Again Hypnosis releases brakes Make you do things you usually fake It makes you float Again Those bitten by the wild Will live on But those who used to bite Have gone Golden mirror on the wall Will make our lives less dull We'll be floating through the day All our money's almost gone But still we live the life we want We are floating through the day Those bitten by the wild Will live on But those who used to bite Have gone
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