100 Years
Masters Of Reality
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I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And i couldn't think of nothing new
I moved like syrup (slow)
I moved i didn't know
I'd took off from my faith
And i couldn't think of nothing new
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Boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo
Waiting waiting
I'd been called down
Waiting waiting
Would i rebound
Waiting waiting
I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And i couldn't think of nothing new
Boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo