| I walked over to the edge of space, where mind and matter sip on gin.
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| Oversimplified I miss the way things used to be.
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| I like it natural but I understand your logic, nothing matters.
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| Lets take the first step in understanding that that.
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| Far less intelligent, than your counterparts,
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| it really hinders their progression,
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| the corners of your mouth have started pointing south,
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| towards a black, black hole of pity.
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| That engulfs all round it, bring new thoughts of self destruction.
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| Nothing’s wrong it just looks that way.
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| Jerk off till the end of time, strap a Chinese hooker to my side,
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| satisfy the urges of my mind.
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| Due to unverified claims,
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| there were no enhancements made to the processes lost.
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| and it makes this so uncomfortable,
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| and we really need comfort above all things |