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Let's chalk it off
To odd timing, dear
I kept a mental record
Of all our joys and disasters, oh yeah
Patience disappears
In the fog and tears
Of a dissolution
And karma knows its function, oh yeah
We won and now we're free
From all of your ridiculous plans (x2)
Fleas circle these spheres
Prompting engineers
To design their solutions
Of hyper-evolution, oh yeah
Can you hear the sound
Of birds all around?
Their song is truly infectious
And we suggest you ingest it, oh yeah
To odd timing, dear
I kept a mental record
Of all our joys and disasters, oh yeah
Patience disappears
In the fog and tears
Of a dissolution
And karma knows its function, oh yeah
We won and now we're free
From all of your ridiculous plans (x2)
Fleas circle these spheres
Prompting engineers
To design their solutions
Of hyper-evolution, oh yeah
Can you hear the sound
Of birds all around?
Their song is truly infectious
And we suggest you ingest it, oh yeah
Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe
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