A sucking sensation, a germ-trick vacation
Hummer reflections
Weary stare or do they care?
White room blues
For L.S.D. no longer cares for me and me and me
No terms from every firm hand gland
All day, every day
You are warned and unlearned
On your cause, 'cause?
Long pause.......waiting for your comedown
Praying for your comeback
Aware, asudden, of the odds stacked up against you
Like you, up against yourself
So, into the sky
Into the sky.
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