And I was talking to the friend that I know

About the weight and about the weather

I'd leave one alone, but I'm not sure

Which is worse and which is better

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And now we're driving in a stranger's car

But all the landscape blurred and blended

I'm not certain where we are, but I am certain where we're headed

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And now I'm screaming in a stranger's palm

But I just can't quite place the feeling

A swirling serpent was the floor

And odd man's god it was the ceiling

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