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Ian Brown lyrics : "Own Brain"

You can't fight the feeling
While aiming for the stars
You may hit the ceiling

To be healing from the scars
Through aftershock tremors
Through inclimate weather

Through anything ever
Here we came sir,
Rise around


From stony ground, I'm far away
Upon my path, upong my way

The ways and days are history
The future is a mystery


I've got my own brain

It's good to look, but rude to stare

A second glance as your laid bare
Your action's more than sisterly
The future is a mystery


I've got my own brain
I got the one aim

I've got my own brain
An anagram of my own name


You can't fight the feeling
While aiming for the stars
You may hit the ceiling

To be healing from the scars
Through aftershock tremors
Through inclimate weather

Through anything ever
Here we came sir,
Rise around


These realms I found
Are where I stay

My blood flow halts
My temple veins


I've got my own brain
I got the one aim
I've got my own brain

An anagram of my own name

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