And yet I suspect that you will be,
Whatever the hell you wanna be,
With red eyes and dirty fingers,
A lot of work it'll take,
To restrain and stay sane,
Try to write words to explain,
To explain.

From 20,000 worlds away.

And yet I suspect that you will be,
Whoever the hell you're going to be,
With crossed eyes and dirty gestures,
A lot of work it'll take,
To refrain and stay sane,
Try to write words to explain,
To explain and explain.

From 20,000 worlds away.


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