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    Flame down Pacific highway
    Still in shape, my methods refined
    Long gone superstitions falling
    Be seen by my memories refused

    I'd like to see them win
    I like the inspiration like its going in the right direction
    That's to me

    I'd like to see them win
    It's my kind of aspiration like it's going in the right direction
    That's to me, to me, to me, to be

    The aim now is perfection always
    The aim now is fuckin' leave it behind
    Oh no, through perception's hallways
    And the change comes we'll live in green skies

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    I'd like to see them win
    I like the inspiration like its going in the right direction
    That's to me, to me, to me

    I'd like to see them win
    It's my kind of aspiration like it's flowing in the right direction
    That's to me

    Who are you to doubt us?
    Who are you to doubt us?
    (Who are you to doubt us)
    Who are you to doubt us?

    Let me tell you 'bout the wayward starlet, face adorned with bones
    Looked me up and down, said: Babe we're storming
    But you don't notice
    Let me tell you 'bout the wayward starlet, face adorned with skulls
    Lift me up and down, the way we're swarming
    But you don't notice

    Above the ocean
    Above the ocean
    Above the ocean
    Above the ocean

    Above the ocean
    Above the ocean

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    Composition: Daniel A Kessler, Paul Banks, Sam Fogarino, and Giuliano Taviani

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