| Where is the middle, is the middle of your mind?
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| Is it the place where you stop, where you just stop trying?
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| Call out the dogs and let them have a sniff
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| They might catch a little scent before you just forget it
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| Losing your head is such a common theme
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| All your brains are falling out, falling out the open seams
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| Where is the heart, is the heart of the matter?
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| I must empty out my skull of all this useless chatter
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| I want an empty head
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| I want to go to bed
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| For a long, long, long time
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| I want to fall behind
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| And not to get in line
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| For a long, long, long time
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| What’s in a name if it’s a name you can’t remember?
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| You thought you had it down, but then you ran back to the center
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| What’s in a word if that word has lost its meaning?
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| If you say it all the time a dirty word will get its cleaning
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| Where is the end, is the edge of understanding?
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| I might think its overrated or can’t take the mind expanding
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| Give me a push, little push in one direction
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| I might need a little help with my own interconnection
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| I want an empty head
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| I want to go to bed
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| For a long, long, long time
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| I want to fall behind
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| And not to get in line
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| For a long, long, long time
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| I want an empty head
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| I want to go to bed
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| For a long, long, long time
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| I want to fall behind
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| And not to get in line
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| For a long, long, long time
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| I want an empty head
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| I want to go to bed
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| For a long, long, long time
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| I want to fall behind
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| And not to get in line
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| For a long, long, long time |