Different pipes, go to different places. Reaching for balance, homeostasis. Handed down from generations. Big bags of shit, but we don't have to take them. When you've got to go, you've got to go. There is no if's and's or but's about it. When you always know, you always know and there is no doubt about it. The eb'n flow. I think you should think twice. I think you should think three times before you do something stupid. It's a tragedy, this proximity, look around and down and so we go…Ascension, union, truth as above and so below. I can't believe it's so, truth as above and so below. Different pipes go to different places. Blinding lights and grimacing faces. Handed down for generations, big bags of shit, but we don't have to take them. Cause liberty is ours, from our forefather's scares. Will their sins become ours? We have to run...far.
credits
from F.F.I.B.,
released July 1, 2008
Peterson, Dandurand, Yanncone
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