begin the sucking son wakes me up at night the ghost of innocence turns off the light and i can't breath! i'm choking on my lungs and i can't stay in your spaceship no more! they know my name they know my age i heard them laughing when the leader said my name my name now i begin to sense a sort of atmosphere stemming from delusions leading to unusual visionary conciousness the shaman rest my soul now i can't breath! i'm choking on my lungs and i can't stay in your spaceship no more! whoa oh-oh please come in mission control! woaa oh-oh one million light years from her!
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