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That Day
take me back to the spot,
not a lot of cats in the alley,
dropping acid..
call my a tabby,
we are laughing,
Loving,
Living a psychonautical mission-
this shit cannot be witnessed,
split your own wig,
and get that third eye vision,
words try but words can lie,
vibes are a clear transmission,
pick up what i have been missing,
really silly it seems
i suppose i am living in dream,
fishing in a fractal sea,
stretching the seams,
reality bends,
i do believe,
if you take a leap of faith,
some say it is an escape,
others claim it is a maze,
but i say,
let the mind stray,
i gotta stay,
just one more day,
yeahh...
just another day
not a lot of cats in the alley,
dropping acid..
call my a tabby,
we are laughing,
Loving,
Living a psychonautical mission-
this shit cannot be witnessed,
split your own wig,
and get that third eye vision,
words try but words can lie,
vibes are a clear transmission,
pick up what i have been missing,
really silly it seems
i suppose i am living in dream,
fishing in a fractal sea,
stretching the seams,
reality bends,
i do believe,
if you take a leap of faith,
some say it is an escape,
others claim it is a maze,
but i say,
let the mind stray,
i gotta stay,
just one more day,
yeahh...
just another day
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