| Of late, it’s harder just to go outside
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| To leave this deadspace with hatred, so alive
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| Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay
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| Killed by the weakness, but forced to return, turn it off
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| I watch the stars as they fall from the sky
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| I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying
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| I feel the fallen stars encircle me, now as they cry
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| Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes
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| Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized
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| Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay
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| All of this hatred is fucking real, turn it on… yeah
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| I watch the stars as they fall from the sky
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| I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying
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| I feel the fallen stars encircle me, now as they cry
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| It won’t be all right despite what they say
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| Just watch the stars tonight as they, as they disappear, disintegrate
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| And I disintegrate 'cause this hate is fucking real
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| And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate |