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The voice of reason in my head has been murdered
Shot down by the little man that in a tenant of my skull
As he grew bigger his interruptant ramblings became my own thoughts
He led me to reject becoming a gear in this machine
Forced to work for a reward you will never get
But not me
Me and that little man have different plans
We have hijacked a plane
Pointed it at the second star to the right
We’re going straight on till morning
Be back never.

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