Run

Architect like Audi would mind
 You need to write down what you saw
 Just as soon as the dreams out of time
 Don't wanna forget what you saw do you? (Nope)
 Every single note that you jot down could lead forth and continue through
 What made you relapse in the same setting
 Segway into every place you've been
 While asleep from childhood to bedding
 What you are able to willing to see with open mind
 We are the soundtrack of HEAVEN SPACE AND MANKIND
 Able to flatline without taking a life
 An ordinary orbit, orbison and pet shop like
 A touch of afterlife so I ever survive
 You don't believe in anything except how to provide
 After the limey light, can't seem to get it tight
 Maybe we're built for only loneliness and cold fright.
 This is the only mindstate we've ever been to.
 Except that you don't know what you about to get into (AWAKE)
 Is what you oughta be you gotta be wanderin round when walking with me
 Eventually you gotta (RUN RUN)
 Soak the streets as we wander upon these instrumentals
 Tamper with physical proof that there's unusual
 Things that we can't explain, GOOD, as well as, BAD, Medium
 Palm reader like lines that tell you how long you have
 Along with astrologists, terrors on the shore all the way to miracles happen in all 34
 Follow a star it takes you north but don't forget to bring a gift
 Me and Zavala be the score and soundtrack that laces all of this
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 Cadillac, Audi, Porsche, Corvett and a Peacoat
 For when you take a bulletrain all the way to a stage coach
 R.E.M. Midnight Oil, Red Denim Trousers
 With a Velvet Fedora and some Binoculars for close browsers
 You mean browsing? Yes chap that's what I meant
 Rat-a-tat like sin to the ment
 Conditions when poppin a wheelie on my paper route we hittin ya door
 The news wrapped up in black in white, what more could you ask for?
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 We like that RCA dog upon your phono
 Craftmanship is thought too in mono and put to blow you
 Out of the way, a speaker exterior when it's stereo
 Scenario, itwasario, No Heart, Burial Fuel
 Indian Fossils form matter to flow rancid
 Cohen to Luger built for the passive to spin you backwards
 We're lettin the never lease out my mechanical pencil
 Now I use a G1 as my main writing Utensil. OKAY