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A man decides after seventy years That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door While those around him criticize and sleep And through a fractal on a breaking wall I see you my friend, and touch your face again Miracles will happen as we trip But we’re never gonna survive, unless We get a little crazy No we’re never gonna survive, unless We are a little crazy Crazy yellow people walking through my head One of them’s got a gun, to shoot the other one And yet together they were friends at school Ohh, get it, get it, get it, get it no no If all were there when we first took the pill Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe Miracles will happen as we speak But we’re never…
