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It’s getting hot, I’m warming up.
Trying to get a little higher’
I feel the blast my mind is blank.
The night eagles get exited.
So log on, the game is on!
Break free, get in the line.
I see your look feeding me back,
while your pupil gets wider.
Now the sun is crawling upon the skyscrapers.
Poximan you got me getting higher.
Poximan!
I get on the road , I got no control you know;
I’d like to smoke some smog yeah!
Loaded like a gun, as high as a kite,
I carry no no watch on me!
Don’t hesitate we got what you want,
Any disease you might like.
Poximan you got me getting higher.
Poximan!
While the night keeps rolling your inner light is shinning.
No matter what you are , no matter where you’re from.
We’re all a bunch of misfits , you’re not the only one.
Forget about your soul ‘cause heaven isn’t there.
We’re souls that someone lost ;they say, but I don’t really care! |
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