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| Bush The Science Of Things Altered States Living in a cage, washing in a bird bath. Sinking in a fishbowl, on a broken farm. I try to never lie, I really do. I wonder if my friends will get me through, Concious of the way as best we can, 17 ways to kill a man. States, we've been through. Killing nostalgia, for future swims. Trash all your bridges, kill the rock n roll thing. I want to move on with no complaints, Building our walls with yesterday. Might as well shine before you slide, Might as well live before you die. States, we've been through, ah. Talking bout, states, we've, been through. Talking bout, states, states, talking about. A whole lot of emptiness Living in a state, constant changing. A river of flux, for our tasting. I try to never lie, I really do. I wonder if my friends will get me through, It always seems to rain, when you leave, I try to stem the flow as we bleed. States, we've been through, ah. Talking about states, states, ah. Talking about states, states. |
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