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So much on my mind that I can't recline
Blastin holes in the night till she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke, retrace the skyline
Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it ya'll
I can hear the city breathing
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving
- Mos Def "Respiration"
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