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Rancid (Era Breakbeat)

On the left, to the right Pressure gridlock eye on the prize On my knees finally The irony is you saying please If you sleep too long the fires go out You dare to dream and we have no doubt One ahead one behind It's physical no cold fish apply Junk in your words don't show in your face I wait for your face to break Vicious and clean edge like a razor hunting the lazerblade Its free to the sweet one the short and the brief one silence is dangerous Show me illusion in all the confusion peculiar database Open up what am I ? It's all in the book babe line after line Easily voice on the line soothe it to sooth you Ice down my spine