| Don’t push me
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| Let me decide the fate of body
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| Questions remain unanswered
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| Leave vigor for my time
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| That included doubts
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| And eternal uncertainty
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| A sterilized corridor receives me
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| Limbs paralyzed
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| The picture came from emptiness
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| I don’t know that they wheel me in or i’m already dead
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| I felt like this at the exit of the womb
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| Soon the next phase’s gonna settle
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| Aid or abuse
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| Don’t push me
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| Let me decide the fate of body
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| Questions remain unanswered
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| Leave vigor for my time
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| That included doubts
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| And eternal uncertainty
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| Is it a good idea or not
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| (I'm at one’s wits end)
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| If the construction’s upgrade is concerned
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| Or the consummation of the «ghost-mates»
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| Who live beside me
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| -In this case the consent is checked-
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| Maybe it was the idea
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| Of the dwellers of quintumnia
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| Hand-clasp has been reached
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| …My veins pulsing
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| The tube pushed up, reached the wall
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| Veil dwells in my eyes
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| Seeing tools it could be a posthuman thing
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| In the end i’ll be grateful for this
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| I feel the mutation in my nerves
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| In the end i’ll be grateful for this
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| I feel the mutation in my nerves
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| Now everything’s nonsense
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| I didn’t ask for eternity
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| If you reamed me i’ll fight
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| (From mere ennui)
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| If you reamed me i’ll fight |