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BEAVER Interstate Lyrics
Interstate
falling asleep the heat of midday
falling asleep I? drifting away

time and again
weightlessness a matter of perception
time and again
thoughtlessness reaches near perfection

out of the flames leave this wreckage behind
out of the flames here? a state I don? mind

time and again
weightlessness a matter of perception
time and again
thoughtlessness reaches near perfection
a resurrection
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