Inner city passerby
The fiction says there's friction where the passions lie
Acid sky alive keep asking why
Simple livin hanger on
We'll meet up when we see each other later on
Even through the fever carry on
A warning holding down on each of your limbs
The morning glories are the hypocrites
I didn't write this part who gives a shit
[Chorus]
You know that it makes me happy
That the whole world hasta get wet some times
In the zone grab hold if it's worth having
Souls get old don't pass me by
And I'm Lonely in my home through the snowy cold of winter
As I whisper return to sender
Land of lovers, land of greed
Fossilized desires, tired refugees
Destiny we see is a disease
Floatin over get a holda yourself
A soldier motivated, waitin for hell
Ordinary oceans moan, oh well
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