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And inquire into the mash of myself There's a wish-wash in my head A wit in my mind I don't think it's real a drawback of time A headlight on me I feel ravished and clean Some kind of instinct impressive rules me Anxious to know why I rummage out lies I move systematic out of the light It's not real Just a drawback I wish to feel When lies come near And the time rules what I hear