LYRICS:
Seasons change with answers
That the stars must bring..
Born under a bad sign where did that cliché begin?
So we search for answers in the distant map
And hell you told me to change now I can’t change back
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But time flows like an arrow always along the straight and narrow
Sometimes winding sometimes turning but never giving in and burning out
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Why should I feel so inclined?
I should try to feel denied..
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Take advantage while you can
The redshift marks the celestial plan
God’s plant stars inside our minds send us to a higher plane
I’m not promising you this
I’m not promising you this
I’m not promising you this
But I shall promise you this..
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The closer we are the weaker the prescence that seems clearly now
Deranged sociopath makes the world seem bland
So we search for answers in the distant map
They turn to questions and psalms ironically yours
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So why should I feel so inclined to trust the stars to map the outline to my life?
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Why should I feel so inclined?
I should try to feel denied..
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Take advantage while you can
The redshift marks the celestial plan
God’s plant stars inside our minds send us to a higher plane
I’m not promising you this
I’m not promising you this
I’m not promising you this
But I shall promise you this..
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