Whatever happened when a million heads collide
I can't say
I think and I feel so it must be real, the holiest of holies comes out so surreal
I don't care, let's do it together
Smile on the face of the gods you made
I am, you are Buddha, Krishna, God
I can't say
I think and I feel so it must be real, the holiest of holies comes out so surreal
I don't care, let's do it together
Smile on the face of the gods you made
I am, you are Buddha, Krishna, God
I'm gonna sleep for a week and not speak at all
Cover myself in oil and tin foil
Hold my breath and I'll not speak at all for a while
I heard the word and arranged the fall
So I ran into my bed and covered my head with oil and tin foil,
You're a fuck and good luck and God bless you all
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The Practice Of Joy Before Death
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