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Just maybe
You could smash my soul, please
Just maybe
You could twist my mind in time
Just because or maybe
My heart fell to the ground
And the pieces were scattered

In secluded places
In expanded minds
There's no such thing as the end

Someday I wish you reborn
Could strip off our masks
In the land of the free

In the land of the free

I guess stoner eyes do see
Things too rapidly
Moving round and round and round,
Moving round and round and round
I guess stoner hearts do break
Before it's all too late
Moving round and round and round,
Moving round and round and round

Just maybe
You could break my walls, please
Just maybe
It wouldn't be that hard in time
Just because or maybe
My fist fell to the ground
And the pieces were scattered

Nothing gets straight
It's not too late
Pills and powder in small (?)

Someday I wish you reborn
Could strip off our masks
In the land of the free

In the land of the free

I guess stoner eyes do see
Things too rapidly
Moving round and round and round,
Moving round and round and round
I guess stoner hearts do break
Before it's all too late
Moving round and round and round,
Moving round and round and round.
Just maybe   You could smash my soul, please   Just maybe    You could twist my mind in time   Just because or maybe   My heart fell to the ground   And the pieces were scattered      In secluded places   In expanded minds   There's no such thing as the end      Someday I wish you reborn   Could strip off our masks   In the land of the free      In the land of the free      I guess stoner eyes do see   Things too rapidly   Moving round and round and round,   Moving round and round and round   I guess stoner hearts do break   Before it's all too late   Moving round and round and round,   Moving round and round and round      Just maybe   You could break my walls, please   Just maybe   It wouldn't be that hard in time   Just because or maybe   My fist fell to the ground   And the pieces were scattered      Nothing gets straight   It's not too late   Pills and powder in small (?)      Someday I wish you reborn   Could strip off our masks   In the land of the free      In the land of the free      I guess stoner eyes do see   Things too rapidly   Moving round and round and round,   Moving round and round and round   I guess stoner hearts do break   Before it's all too late   Moving round and round and round,   Moving round and round and round.
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