Beaver - Interstate lyrics
rate mefalling asleep the heat of midday
falling asleep I抦 drifting away
time and again
weightlessness a matter of perception
time and again
thoughtlessness reaches near perfection
out of the flames leave this wreckage behind
out of the flames here抯 a state I don抰 mind
time and again
weightlessness a matter of perception
time and again
thoughtlessness reaches near perfection
a resurrection
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