From the album Fun-Land Express

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Track 8 our fifth full-length album, "Fun-Land Express".
Mastered by Preston Rahbari.

PLAY POSITIVE!

2016. All rights reserved.

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Lyrics

Some kind of divine adolescent in calico, his blood fluorescent. Ten more minutes not one more second until we leave it all behind the eightball, pockets filled to the brim. Got a moat so deep, better learn to swim! Go down in the hole where it all begins. You’ve got to be loving what you’re becoming. When was the last time you thought to check the time? I thought you’d check the time? Did we just lose our minds? Chemicals. The temperature changes got me feeling like it’s ten below when I’m burning up in the summer snow. Even though everybody’s changing, they keep saying that they’re in control, but you’ll never make it out if you can’t be alone. Will you ever show, ever even know what you’ve always wanted? Will you come back? Breaking your back seeing you falling down. Skin, skin, skin. Movement from within. Skin, skin, skin. Movement from chemicals. The temperature changes got me feeling like its ten below when I’m burning up in the summer snow. Even though everybody’s changing, they keep saying that they’re in control. But you’ll never make it out if you can’t be alone.