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BRIGHT MIND
You wanna think it over twice
Don’t worry about all the time
You must be double fisted
When the lights off sometimes
Closed your eye sand
Find a new way
That power learned by own by own
Have you ever turned your head, owl?
This precious mind with spunk
Powdered the ‘Sun’, punk?
Now, remember over and over
This product is international
Always, anyone, anywhere
Wanted to be a free-man
To the lunk hedds
Blowed our cigarettes
As all the other living forms
-from born to death-
Got your freedom!
İlayda AYDIN,TÜRKİYE