[Verse:] And I've been drifting off on knowledge Cat-calls on cat-walks, man these women getting solemn I could sing a song for a Solomon or Salamander We took a flight at midnight and now my mind can't help but wonder: How come? Spoon-fed pluralized eyes to find the beaches in the forest When I'm looking off the edge, I preach my gut it can't help but ignore it I'm climbing up the walls cause all the shit I hear is boring All the shit I do is boring, all these record labels boring I don't trust these record labels, I'm torn All these people on the planet working 9 to 5 just to stay alive The 9 to 5 just to stay alive, the 9 to 5 just to stay alive The 9 to 5 just to stay alive, the 9 to 5 just to stay alive The 9 to 5 just to stay alive, the 9 to 5 just to stay alive All the people on the planet working 9 to 5 just to stay alive, how come? [Hook:] What goes up ghost around Ghost around, around, around, around What goes up ghost around Ghost around, around, around, around What goes up ghost around Ghost around, around, around, around [Bridge:] Around, around, around, around, around, around, around Around, around, around, around, around, around, around Around, around, around, around, around, around, around [Outro:] Soul not for sale Probably won't make no money off this, oh well Reap what you sow Perfection is so, mmm
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