We're all blowing bullshit
Bullshit's flowing
We had a vision but we lost our sight
Brothers in the back room, in the smack room
Lighting it up and pushing it out

Mumma mumma
Save our soul
Brother brother
Don't let go

Looking for something
Something for nothing
Can't help now cause my hands are tied
Maybe you could stay a while
Spread your wings and learn to fly

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