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Beauty is but a visual in fantasyMistakes are only real when you slip out of itBeauty is but a visual in fantasyMistakes are only real when you become the messFall back on the cloud, man there’s nothing new left to doAnd there’s not a single thought in the cross-hairs of your mindStop shouting from a mountainMaybe sing a tune from within youWe’ve gotta move to the meadows from the mire
This is a view from outer tunnel-visionI’m holding positionThis is a view from outer tunnel-vision
Now let go of your senses and let go of your timeWe already know the message is goldCan’t we lighten the stride?No reflection shows the dark on our sideWe already know the message is goldCan’t we lighten the stride?
Beauty is but a visual in fantasyMistakes are only real when you slip out of itBeauty is but a visual in fantasyMistakes are only real when you become the mess
Now let go of your senses and let go of your timeWe already know the message is goldCan’t we lighten the stride?No reflection shows the dark on our sideWe already know the fucking message is goldCan’t we lighten the stride?
You can follow with meOr keep walking against meIt doesn’t fucking matter, because I triedYou can follow with meOr keep walking against meIt doesn’t make a goddamn difference
Now let go of your senses and let go of your timeWe already know the message is goldCan’t we lighten the stride?No reflection shows the dark on our sideWe already know the message is goldCan’t we lighten the stride?
This is a view from outer tunnel-visionI’m holding positionThis is a view from outer tunnel-vision
Periphery – Remain Indoors
Periphery – Remain Indoors
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