Super-Related and
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I think it's bigger than books when
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reality steps in
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She's a gun with a gun
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Super-Related and
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I can feel you pull through me
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Reality surely
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leaves the choice in our hands
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I could be chemical, I could be a plasticproxypriest
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He's got more ends than means, more wants than needs
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Super-Related and
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I can see one Holy-Roller
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keeps looking over his shoulder
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but there's nobody there
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Super-Related is
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like a cosmic communion
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It's the holiest union
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that could ever exist
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What if we're aeroplanes? I would be a fire in the sky
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It's always do or die or hit the ground
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Super-Related is
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all the lovers and has-beens
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teaching the comers and kingpins
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how to live with mistakes
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Super-Related is
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like a cosmic communion
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It's the colorless union
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of all the love in the world
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What if we're aeroplanes? I would be a fire in the sky
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It's always do or die or hit the?
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Super-Related
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