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I think it's comin' down
From my favorite kind of cloud
The kind that's in disguise
And makin' everybody cry
I've got my hard hat on
Nothing can go wrong
You're in your construction phase
Always hammering away

I heard at the end of the earth
There's an endless supply of air
I don't fuck with the stuff, I don't even care
What it does for me
How it keeps me living
In suspended bliss without ever asking

My psychic told me I'd die
'Cause I'd forget to breathe
Well, did I forget
Or was I always knowing?

I heard at the end of the earth
Thеre's an endless supply of air
I don't fuck with thе stuff, I don't even care
What it does for me
How it keeps me living
In suspended bliss without ever asking

I heard at the end of the earth
There's an endless supply of air
I don't fuck with the stuff, I don't even care
What it does for me
How it keeps me living
In suspended bliss without ever asking

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