You have no potential as a human being Intellectually you are green There's a black beetle crawling in your brain Spirituallity, you have none Breathing out slowly Breathing out baby Breathing out slowly Breathing out baby, baby, yea There's no potential Intellectually, you're not god, no There's broken glass running around in your skull Spirituality, you have none Breathing out slowly Breathing out baby Breathing out slowly Breathing out baby, baby, yea Heaven up high, to loosen your minds They had their fun, it's their turn to run You know how they lie, it's their turn to cry They had it good, don't you think we should Breathing out slowly Breathing out baby Breathing out slowly Breathing out baby, baby, yea
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