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I was compressed into a pixel Reifications right up the road, my dear It's hot as hell, lickin' my elbow But you know I sing like a bird, my love, the cage Oh, what— Oh, what the hell can I can say? T-T-Tyncopate the way it turned out T-T-Tyncopate the way, take the— I syncopate the way it turned out Resolute with God on my side, I synthesized Oh no, I can tell the impasse is real There's no need to find the key Oh no, I can tell the impasse is real There's no hand in this world that can cure The peace of mind to render slowly Was dullin' my sense of time and urgency To reify was still my goal But I don't rush the long haul, baby Oh no, I can tell No hand in this world No hand in this world Oh no, I can tell No hand in this world SongtexteNo hand in this world Oh no, I can tell the impasse is real There's no need to find the key Oh no, I can tell the impasse is real There's no hand in this world that can cure me Aus Songtexte Mania