Hi we are The Impossibles from Austin, Texas
I hold the future in my fingertips
My destination races across her lips
It is no suprise, it is just what it predicts
My fate is sealed shut by the dice it picks
So I shake my magic eightball
(whoa)
And I pose an inquiry
(inquiry)
And my future begins to surface
(whoa)
"outlook not so good", "most likely not", "my sources say no"
It´s without a doubt, hard to figure out, this magic ball
What gives it it is mojo powers & makes it so mystical?
Is it the faith of over a million kids who find it believable?
Or is it a bunch of four shitty dice trapped in a black, plastic ball?
So I shake my magic eightball
(whoa)
And I pose an iquiry
(inquiry)
And my future begins to surface
(whoa)
"outlook not so good", "most likely not", "my sources say no"
So I shake my magic eightball
(whoa)
And I pose an iquiry
(inquiry)
And my future begins to surface
(whoa)
"outlook not so good", "most likely not", "my sources say no"
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