The flowers are all dead, mommy
We don't need them anymore
Fire up the crown
Skate around
Above
Silver hype
Liquid light
Lining
Bright
Ice
Smiling
It's a feeling
Talk less and
You'll believe it
And you'll believe
You'll believe
Crystals glisten
Shades
Of microstates
In hi-fi blinding beams
Of burning orb's kiss
So far away
And so close
Irreconcilable forces
Metamorphic
Four-winged horses
Glow empyrean
I'm adapting
Some cosmic shift
Bound to happen
Glow empyrean
I'm adapting
Some cosmic shift
Bound to happen
Imagination is the truth
Vinyl reconciles the proof
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Visions indescribable
To a mid-range circus
Something is missing
Shut up and listen
Something
Something is missing
Shut up and listen
Something is missing
Shut up and listen
Blow the stereo
Feed your feelings
You were starving
Feast little seedlings
Blow the stereo
Feed your feelings
You were starving
Feast little seedlings
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La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
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