(Instrumental)
Full Concentrations
A measure in milligrams
So do it just do it
Prescription for prudence
As an invitation
I quiz you real friendly
By the end you'll feel empty
So let's make you hefty
For knowledge
A standard
To acknowledge
To recognize
Contingently
Open up
To what you feel
To what you are
Connection
To object
Seductively
Process
The quiet institution for luding and brooding
Cus the world's never perfect
So lazy as a verdict
The world is allergic-
Reactively turgent
I am above everything
Because everything is nothing
Until it means something
So I can keep bumping
Keep me from running all out of ideas
My only real calling
That's call out the sleepers
I dont sleep
I chase it
A dragon
My ringer
There's fire up my syntax
As the candy mixed contact
First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
As you recall, it's a philosopher's calling
First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
As you recall, it's a philosopher's calling
(Instrumental)
I used to think that I'd never find closure
But baby that was before the amphetamine exposure
Psycho-Stimulation
What a privilege for the mind
We should do it all the time
We should do it all the time
There's a spasm
There's a twitch
It's good for circulation
Now please listen to my thesis
It's my third reiteration
And I want to clarify that the sun is the sky
And the world is always round
And I am so profound
I used to think that I'd never find closure
But baby that was before the amphetamine exposure
Psycho-Stimulation
What a privilege for the mind
We should do it all the time
We should do it all the time
There's a spasm
There's a twitch
It's good for circulation
Now please listen to my thesis
It's my third reiteration
And I want to clarify that the sun is the sky
And the world is always round
And I am so profound
First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
As you recall, it's a philosopher's calling
First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
As you recall, it's a philosopher's calling
First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
As you recall, it's a philosopher's calling
First it goes flop then my mind it goes pop
As you recall, it's a philosopher's calling
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