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Los Angeles is a city looking for a ritual to join its fragments, and The Doors are looking for such a ritual also.

Jim Morrison

There’s the know. And there’s the unknown. And what separates the two is the door, and that’s what i wanta be. Ahh wanna be th’ dooooooooorrr…
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Allow Desire Door Hope Know Separate Two
No one thought up being. He who thinks he has, step forward.
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Forward No One Step Think Thinking
That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is….Most people love you for who you pretend to be…
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Amount Esteem Hate Love People Person Pretend Self
Each day is a drive through history.
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Day Drive Each History Through
We cripple ourselves with lies.
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Cripple Freedom Lie Ourselves
Just anything to get people to think. I mean if you can get a whole room full of drunk, stoned people to actually wake up and think, you’re doing something.
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Anything Drunk Full People Room Stoned Think
All our lives we sweat and save, Building for a shallow grave.
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Building Grave Live Shallow Sweat
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it’s usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move.
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Battered Body Bound Hear Honesty Lie Rule Sex Truth Try
People are terrified to be set free – they hold on to their chains. They fight anyone who tries to break those chains. It’s their security..
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Anyone Break Chain Fighting People Terrified Trying
Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom? Have you been born yet & are you alive?
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Exist Forgotten Key Process Progress Star Warm
I wonder why people like to believe I’m high all the time. I guess . . . maybe they think someone else can take their trip for them.
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Believe Guess High People Someone Think Thinking Time
I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps “Oh look at that!” Then – whoosh, and I’m gone… and they’ll never see anything like it ever again… and they won’t be able to forget me – ever.
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Everyone Fiery Gone Huge Look Look Gasp Shooting Star Stop
What have they done to the earth? What have they done to our fair sister?
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Dawn Done Earth Fair Knives Plundered Ravaged Ripped Sister
Is everybody in?… Is everybody in?… Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin…
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Began Ceremony Evening Everybody May Program World
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
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Angel Claw Death Ravens Shoulder Smooth Wing
Love cannot save you from your own fate.
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Fate Love Own Pregnancy Save

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