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Hypnotized by little things
Hypnotized by might
Feel relief and lay down to taste the sun
(Hear the vibe of the ground)
Let your soul escape your phantom pain
(Heal your mind and clear your brain)

But life is too short And nothing for tomorrow’s left
And death is so sure
And nothing for tomorrow’s left
But life is too short
And death is so sure
And nothing for tomorrow has left
But life is too short
And death is so sure
And nothing for tomorrow has left

We fly like a feather
So immune and free
We fly like a feather
So immune and free
We fly like a feather So immune and free

But life is too short
And nothing for tomorrow’s left
And death is so sure
And nothing for tomorrow’s left
But life is too short
And death is so sure
And nothing for tomorrow has left
But life is too short
And death is so sure
And nothing for tomorrow has left