| There is another machinery taking all the hit.
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| Spreading out it is filth ignoring the perpetual,
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| Guilty. |
| This phase is what consumes me.
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| Repent, this is my bitterness.
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| I’m waiting for this all to end.
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| Forged to function complete,
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| The sight you see is never before seen,
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| The words you speak have never been heard.
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| All new! |
| All gone! |
| So my words didn’t lie.
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| Everywhere I turn I see the same face,
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| Striking me, hitting me, killing me.
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| Every where I turn I feel the same fear.
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| Collapsed, I’m being erased.
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| I’m waiting for my chapter to be written.
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| I’m waiting for this all to end.
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| Everywhere I turn I see the same face,
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| Striking me, hitting me, killing me.
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| Every where I turn I feel the same fear.
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| Collapsed, I’m being erased. |