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All minds work in reverse A glass hearse at the viewing of my conscience We put a tab in the punch A mourning lozenge Kids in flower suits dance to feel involvement And it's all so beautiful I said I said All minds work in reverse A glass hearse at the viewing of my conscience We put a tab in the punch A mourning lozenge Kids in flower suits dance to feel involvement And it's all so beautiful You're not what I want at all You're stuck in a rut With nothing to hold on to You're not what I want I gotta be honest with you I don't want no trouble I don't want no problems From Letras Mania