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• Artiste: Hippo Campus
• Titre: Vacation
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My thoughts are a battlefield of sub-surreal and unfamiliar Dropping hallucinogens to find serene with oak and cedar With all that fell in our laps You'd think that peace would come and find us I struggle to see a point of searching for the walls beside us There's fickle roads that fade To paths of safe and signs delivered Smoking grass to find our facts while hopes decay and wither I'll take out my lighter to see in dull and dark juniper evenings I'll burn the field to yield a sign of biblical proportions Your friends are all waiting Your friends are all waiting for you, love Your friends are all waiting Your friends are all waiting for you, love I'm not standing anymore I'm two steps in and two steps over it I've had my time in the present tense I'm taking vacation where vacancy's permanent I'll find the inner tranquil there I hear you've seen her over the mountain But I'm not standing anymore I'll vacate my body and find a direction I'll vacate my body and find a direction You said you wanted to you're finally coming to Your friends are all waiting Your friends are all waiting for you, love Your friends are all waiting Your friends are all waiting for you, love Ba-bah you said you wanted to Ba-bah you're finally coming to Ba-bah you said you wanted to Ba-bah you're finally coming to Ba-bah you said you wanted to Ba-bah you're finally coming to Ba-bah you said you wanted to Ba-bah you're finally coming to Ba-bah you said you wanted to Ba-bah you're finally coming to Ba-bah you said you wanted to Ba-bah you're finally coming to