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    Hi, nice to meet ya, please take me to your leader
    There was no advice on how to ride this side of social media
    I used to think the future was orange and slightly meteor
    Until the day I found crazy homogeneous they feature

    So hold that, I'm back, integrating old Jack
    Sitting at the bottom of the bottle where the soul's at
    Press the control dash, remove the fuel cap

    Set the coordinates to destination
    (Who is that?)
    Dropping hints, I lock the prince
    Before a clone can start commence
    It seems in all this evolution

    There's a loss of common sense
    Make America great again
    The acceleration rages in
    I wonder if we're so convinced
    How far can we take it then?

    Higher, higher, higher, higher
    Gotta take 'em higher, higher
    Higher, higher, higher, higher
    Watch me take 'em higher, like

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    Hints we're dropping, existential questions popping
    I was feeling close to seeing stimulation as an option
    But the old me was a semaphore, feeling life forevermore
    Is this just a dream or am I preaching what I never could?

    Radiation which is coming by the sheer load
    Embedded in the MP3 that's dripping from your ear lobe
    This ain't a place to go when orange ain't around

    Just looking at where I was before and looking at me now
    So stop it, comparing with the science of a rocket
    Like is emphatic and it's time to go

    Higher, higher, higher, higher
    Gotta take 'em higher, higher
    Higher, higher, higher, higher
    Watch me take 'em higher, like

    Higher, higher, higher, higher
    Gotta take 'em higher, higher
    Higher, higher, higher, higher
    Watch me take 'em higher, like

    Our direction isn't all to be seen
    An extension is essential in the order of things, yeah
    Our direction isn't all to be seen
    Said an extension is essential in the order of things

    Like here's the key, there's a map
    Tell me are we working back or forward?
    Is this chorus working in the time to make a trap?

    Here's the key, there's a map
    Tell me of your working back
    Since all the things we've learned
    To keep had me wonder if it's right

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    Composición: Barry Gorey, Declan Gaffney y Dylan Cartlidge

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