Walk into a room where people are laughing - only to watch silence ensue , you've become an issue Your neighborhood dealer 'cutting you a deal' on something killing you , pupils fixed and dilated , the machinery is running out of gas , waiting on a view from the Moon when the pang of death passes The picture loses the Sun as reason is fractured , morality collapses , hope is trashed as your troubled heart slowly relaxes* ...
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