There's no world, and no god And no hate, and no fun And no faith, and no god It's just me, getting high Hey, somewhere outside And I wish I could be there Most of the time
As I give all the clues And go out of the room As I gaze down the hall It's just me, not at all Hey, somewhere outside And I wish I could be there Most of the time
And one of these days, I hope I come around And one of these days, I hope I come around And one of these days, I hope I come around And one of these days, I hope I come around And one of these days, I'll come around One of these days, I'll come around One of these days, I'll come around One of these days, I'll come around
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