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311 - Welcome (2)
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Welcome to this groove you can move right
We're gonna take you higher (higher)
Not caught in the quagmire (mire)
I can't survive on the stupid 9 to 5
I'd rather be poor writin' tunes livin' on a commune
Kickin' it with my brothers (brothers)
And significant others (others)
Life in pursuit of only money we think its funny
The only thing that money it could ever bring for me
Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now
Trips for my family
The only thing I love is freedom
The people around me I need â??em
I'd like to buy the world coat but like I said I said
You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth
Myself my birthday happens to land on April 12th whack
A Coney Island of the mind it's mine
I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine
Loco holmes I stroll because I'm thinkin'
A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon
Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it
Ta-ta-ta Travelin' head spinnin' from the medicine
Illusions fadin' out and comin' on again
Unwind your mind then find entire minutes
Abstract the tract of sight day breakin' in it
Doles out my share of the world, ocean, and sun
Rising with whirling motion
Yea
I fought, kicked, and screamed my way to getting born
Now I feel warm and I say come on the night won't save anyone
Won't you roam we've grown so we can let again
I'm so selected oh white foam the travellin'
We're here, we're breathing and we wanna keep out blood running
So we're gonna keep gunning to the next homecoming
I like to boogie to the bang (he said come up) bang boogie
Say jump the boogie to the bang bang come on
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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