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Pipe Dreams introducing Motion Sickness
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First Single off the yet to be released Turbulent Views lp from the upcoming group Motion Sickness
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Charts
Peak #1,846
Peak in subgenre #279
Author
Solaer/Bst
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Motion Sickness 2002
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July 07, 2002
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MP3 4.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
How diverse is that? Sellin you pipe dreams I don't attempt to play I enter time the way the pendulum swings duckin behind a face where the seconds are kings no guessing I mean I clown around abit I got no time for games taggin me? get knocked out outta it I condensend shoots and ladders life must be a pair -a- dice(paradise) Rollin ain't the key it's with the grooves that matter It might vary Most people ain't got a clue try pairing The night's scariest suspects with knives and libraries The time where we end up Is taboo I ask you Send your kids to college think they'll get some class too? But that's you playin your cards right In the game of life Flip the uigi board to leave you on calm, dissolve hype Perform and charm aight? We don't want no trouble Get me open like operation let the song abduct you it's all above you Rewind abit MAtter a Fact don't I'm dyin to live a life to bad I'm tryin to quit While solaer and I move forward it's the poles that glide kiss my ass and the moon that's controlling the tides Thats when the world stops,dead in it's tracks center of wax, I push a needle on the 12 like ...How diverse is that It might seem we ain't offerin life like fight scenes all this sparkin in the joints but Sellin you pipe dreams I make no time for games My 12's packed full frayed tied to a short string liable to break and I keep overloading the freight a tugboat losing steam rockin shore catchin bottom scrapes And I still ain't even left the port yet Whoever said life was a dream had to be spoon fed that nonsense I deal with schedules that carry on like gossip It seems between my 8 to 5 and overtime being 24 ain't exactly what I had in mind 2 months left I'm out on the ledge Ponderin dread Freedom laughs at the rubber band noosed around my neck should I just be somber instead of knawing on nails till raw and red Matrimony at my doorstep like a gang of cult members tryin to recruit heads With flower bouquets oh shit that's poison ivy garnered with weeds A venus fly trap got me snared in it's teeth Responsibility All the way From point A to point Z and in between kidgames to 9 to 5ers Paychecks to Wetnaps Life's a fulltimer, till you punch-out, thread unravels, Soul travels to vacation with martians on High beams above the clouds
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