This game is doe. I have had enough of what
why does this always happen? i ask the air with
Well I guess it is too late for fighting now,
The jokes on you but your not getting it, pass
all this time is overrated, all this time to make
Forgot about the obvious disaster and I missed the point,
Two times, and now I'm useless, pounding into ground again,
choice or selection, it cheapens the product and i think
directionless, i've wandered, oblivious to opening windows, surrounding the woun
move in quickly, get behind the door someone's coming. don't
Everthing is through, Down these halls, into walls, out in
lines of commmunication, suffered by separation. intimidated by the sky,
This is it, here it is, once again it's come
Half of me wants to foget about you, the other
I felt so close to something so far away. There
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