And I was talking to the friend that I know
About the weight and about the weather
I'd leave one alone but I'm not sure
Which is worse and which is better
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And now we're driving in a stranger's car
But all the landscape blurred and blended
I'm not certain where we are
But I am certain where we're headed
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And now I'm screaming in a stranger's palm
But I just can't quite place the feeling
A swirling serpent was the floor
An odd man's God, it was the ceiling
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