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Correct Unlearning Lyrics
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Correct Unlearning
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The Dividing Line) I seem to climb so high They shooting me down Shame so I walk in the dark To the darkest street As people pass you by You look in their eyes A signal so determined so strong Imagination I count my bessings I can see what I mean I don't need to stand on your feer I am complete The tv showed me clearly Youth is the same The same crazy game of ideal And understanding Let me see the open door Do it spell of wonderment in the arms of extasy Can it help unlearning me Shall we dance I say I am Do I know a free'are man Do you hear me -- Where are the signs that stop me Coming to get the sharpest and the innocent Ya-Ya I saw my daddy he was crying in shame No-one was to blame, no-one knew His secret name But then the spring arrived And carried him high High sort of mystifying high I remember And then the talking started Perfume the night A thought between the spleen and Ideal couldn't harm the kids Such wisdom only counts the counting of cost Such is the dividing line Between ideal and understanding Let me see the open door Do it stand for Victory Does it help unlearning me Can I lose my self control As you gain the hidden soul In a state reality, see the door of gravity watch I Universe University Do it spell of wonderment in the arms of extasy Does it help unlearning me Am I born a free'are man Can I say, I am I am Do you hear me Where are the signs that stop me Coming to get the sharpest and the innocent Let me see the open door Do it stand for Victory Does it help unlearning me Can I lose my self control Can I gain the hidden soul In a state reality, see the door of gravity watch I Universe University Do it spell of wonderment in the arms of extasy Does it help unlearning me Am I born a free'are man Can I say, I am I am Do you hear me Where are the signs that stop me Coming to get the sharpest and the innocent Ya-ya A simple solid game of words in the night A thought between the spleen and ideal Doesn't harm the kids Such wisdom only counts the counting of cost Such is the dividing line Such is the dividing line Such is the dividing line
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