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through away the chance at which to romance all to take part in the dance
we climb through loose loop holes by drinking in fancy soup bowls to the extreme
flirting with fire blowing up in its fullest of desire take things much higher
in columns of granduer pressed toward the mark willing to be explored
　
we make plans we break plans to we give in it all depends
society is still very much inside of my but I devote myself to poetry to be set free
living out my legacy come and sit next to me bask in the vast expanse between time & space
spread out upon your Peyton place make no mistake I will reflect to get the full effect
　
the surface of the sun has tainted my inner vision while I'm out on a mission
we came to close not to turn back now can't turn around when your hands on the plow
a plug one two you all know what you should truly do just ask Scoobie Doo with Shaggy to
sifting through the fashion scene surfing for the latest trends will learn to depend
　
the hand on the clock to watch the grand tick tock this homeboy do think a lot
there's a dozen of pots in my sink can't even wink to dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought
working them rhymes sounding the alarm with my hand on the phone having a bit of fun
it's hard to believe I'm living the dream when the people are so very mean
　
what is your favorite team I'll press toward the mark all roads leave to Rome with my hand on the phone...
