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Growing Up (Tom Lord-Alge mix) Lyrics

Folded in your fleshy purse
I am floating once again
While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
All the walls close in on me
Pressure's building wave on wave
Till the water breaks - and outside I go, oh
One dot - that's on or off, defines what is and what is not
One dot
Two dot - a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise
Two dot

Growing up (growing up)
Looking for a place to live
Growing up (growing up)
Looking for a place to live
Growing up (growing up)
Looking for a place to live

My ghost likes to travel - so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel - so deep into your s***e

Three dot - a trinity, a way to map the universe
Three dot
Four dot - is what will make a square, a bed to build on, it's all there
Four dot
My ghost likes to travel - so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel - so deep into your s***e

The breathing stops, I don't know when
In transition once again
Such a struggle getting through these changes
And it all seems so absurd
To be flying like a bird
When I do not feel I've really landed here

Well on the floor there's a long wooden table
On the table there's an open book
On the page there's a detailed drawing
And on the drawing is the name I took

Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your s***e
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your s***e
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your s***e
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your s***e
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