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Lyrics: Three In One Gentleman Suit. Some New Strategies. Get Off My Plane.


this cloud is the place were we belong,
since we found out the land is just a floor,
face it you are missing all the blood,
we took off from a minefield to sleep in a steel soap box.
I was the pilot and you were on trip,
you forgot to tell me you don?t believe in me,
nearness ain?t a feature of altitude
it?s gonna come to an end on time for this great ?U? turn.
lookin? for and angel
lookin? for an angel?s light.