| Temporarily
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| We misplaced our rationality
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| Heard from some channel that we’re going extinct
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| Locked eyes with the others, and started to think
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| About the way it’s all gone, and the way that it goes
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| Seemed strangely familiar
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| A likely scenario
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| Temporarily!
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| Cut ties with the old mundanity!
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| Maybe even embraced; |
| praised the careful design
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| All hail the countdown to untimely demise
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| Relief from the strains of our uncomfortable lives
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| Detachment, ‘shit happens' as the rallying cry
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| And who can blame us?
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| No one’ll save us
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| Turns out our contributions were all meaningless
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| Sucks to go before we planned, but being here has been a drag
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| In summative retrospect, if we can use that term yet
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| Good riddance to our cold mother earth
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| And her axial rotation (which apparently we’re not worth)
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| Oh! |
| Here’s to the good times, here’s to the home team
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| Pour one out now, or hold your peace for eternity
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| Temporarily
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| Out the window goes a sense of sanity
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| Amazing how quickly a culture so strictly
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| Invested in reason, finding feasible
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| Workarounds gave into the latter half of
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| ‘Get busy living, or get busy dying' |