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As humans we aren't meant to comprehend truth, because of it i'm drowning

There is a boat i won't grab onto, for the boat is only for believers

The people try to pull me in, but i won't adjust so i'm only pulling them down with me

I pulled 2 people down with me, now they're gone. I'm still drowning ...

The boat doesn't even matter anymore, I drift under the sea blanket of insanity.
When I picture you mad,
I see smoke coming out of your ears,
like it does from the far end of a cigarette.

The fire in your eyes is a different kind.

— The End —