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lyrics
We’re given the doors but left to search for the key. Following only one path to its end still leaves us imprisoned. From the original room, open one door at a time. What looks like going in circles, soon you’ll see, spirals outward to Heaven. So there must be a way to see all of the things I see when I’m intoxicated naturally: no white noise, no disease, the chaos and harmony with nothing sublimated. Choice is a burden, it’s true, but there’s no firing line. Take off the blindfold and see for yourself: you’re the one holding the weapon. Cuz we don’t play by those rules. It’s all we can do to be free. All matter is radiation, baby. C’mon and vibrate with me, and just sing la la la la la. So there must be a way to see all of the things I see when I’m intoxicated naturally: no white noise, no disease, the chaos and harmony with nothing sublimated. Yeah, there must be a way to be all of the things that are me when I’m intoxicated wildly: no white noise, no disease, the chaos and harmony with nothing sublimated.