Time Machine

Time machine
Time machine
Time machine

Growing good roots
Growing good leaf
Floating through town
In my time machine
Growing good roots
Growing good leaf
Floating through town
In my time machine

Elevated mind frame
Focused like a high beam
Breaking down doors
While I slip into my time machine
Fade into the light
While my theory gets computed
Sink my feet into the ground
Deep down and get rooted

Let me confiscate your mind frame
Throw it in the time machine
Ill give it right back to you
After your thoughts are
Nothing Short Of Pure and clean
Flipping gravitation to the scene
Dropping bombs to break up the hate
Cause this negativity isn't your fate
Still I can relate
Like being stuck deep in a bad dream
Now its one thing then two things
Then three things now its all these
Take a step back and relax
This is what I mean I'm stepping off to get lifted
Deep inside my time machine.

Im thankful to say and I'm happy to see
That my life spent in a time machine
Has flourished through crazy times and even bad dreams
So it seems,
That I've grown rooted to this tree
The one called Nothing short of
P... U... R... E...

Time machine
Time machine
Time machine
Time machine



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Muth
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