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• Artiste: Fig Dish
• Titre: Science Goes Public
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And I've gazed Through the aperture And I've read Through the literature Skimmed a feel Of the temperature Tape it down Cause I'm not quite sure And I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane Should I think And be late at night What I want Take it from my sight So a bitch From the dolomite Pummeled bits In the morning light Cause I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane I feel like Sudden death, I'm Riding, with the witches Tell the Drugs that don't re- Member, what the point is Vertical Through the atmosphere Every thought Just so burning clear Am I gone? No, I'm still quite here I'm so sick I should never steer But I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane I feel like Sudden death, I'm Riding, with the witches Tell the Drugs that don't re- Member, what the point is Don't go driving me around then leaving me alone Don't go driving me around then leaving me alone I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane I'm sane Feel like Sudden death, I'm Riding, with the witches Tell the Drugs that don't re- Member, what the point is Don't go driving me around then leaving me alone Don't go driving me around then leaving me alone Freezing in your sweater, but you're Timing no one heard of, when you're Bleeding in the wasteland, but your Talent's just appearance Do the math, on the club On the dust, driving by While the sun grinds you down Leave your body in the dark