| Maybe this schism is just a symptom
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| Of late capitalism
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| A Savior’s died and risen
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| Of worlds that wouldn’t listen
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| To their own collapse
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| Even if this story
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| Is overwrought and gory
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| It’s not a fable, it’s not an allegory
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| No cautionary tale, no memento mori
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| Or a vague perhaps
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| Maybe you’ve been slaughtered
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| Maybe you’ve been kissed
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| Either way means nothing
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| I simply don’t exist
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| Look at what’s been done here
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| Judge it how you wish
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| I am all alone here
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| I am a solipsist
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| This is what we’ve come to
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| What we have become
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| I am not a person
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| Known to anyone
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| All the doors are tried and tested
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| Know that this is not an exit
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| Am I just a version of the end of days?
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| Am I just an effect of a modern phase?
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| Am I just the end point of the grand parade?
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| Should we be afraid?
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| Maybe you’ve been slaughtered
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| Maybe you’ve been kissed
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| Either way means nothing
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| I simply don’t exist
|
| Look at what’s been done here
|
| Judge it how you wish
|
| I am all alone here
|
| I am a solipsist
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| This is what we’ve come to
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| What we have become
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| I am not a person
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| Known to anyone
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| All the doors are tried and tested
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| Know that this is not an exit
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| None of this exists for me
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| This is all a fantasy
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| There is no future here
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| There is no history
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| None of this is real
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| It’s not reality
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| None of this exists for me
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| There is no consistency
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| There’s only entropy
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| And even though I’ve tried and tested
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| I know that this is not an exit
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| Now |