Sleepy rhythms were lulling us
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Trolling down a long canal
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Onto savage shores and gilded floors
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Of coliseums through the load-in door
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Certain of this one thing
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Certain of this one thing
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Certain of this one thing
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That super slow motion got the upper hand on me
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On me
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On me
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Holy visions had ceased to come
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My tongue was numb and I was feeling tired
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Crying out in a wordless howl
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Screeching off to the underground
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Certain of this one thing (of this one thing)
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Certain of this one thing (of this one thing)
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Certain of this one thing (of this one thing)
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That super slow motion got the upper hand on me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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Sleepy rhythms were lulling us
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Syrup sweet and poisonous
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How I found my way back I'm not sure
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Through the channels and little streets that curve
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Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)
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Certain of (certain of) this one thing (this one thing)
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Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)
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That super slow motion got the upper hand on me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)
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Certain of (certain of) this one thing (this one thing)
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Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)
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That super slow motion got the upper hand on me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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Ooh ooh ooh
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Got the upper hand (ooh ooh ooh)
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Got the upper hand (ooh ooh ooh)
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Got the upper hand (on me)
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Got the upper hand the upper hand on me
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On me
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On me
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On me
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Oh oh oh
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SUPERSLOMOTION
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| Grant Lee Buffalo |
