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Jul 2012
Everybody says they've got the answer
Everybody says they've got the secret
Just keep breathing
Just keep being
Nothing, no, nothing can touch you
If you just keep breathing

Your thoughts are only temporary
Temporary and fleeting to and from
Your jumbled brain filled with garbage
Like the town dump just filled with ****
The secret, though, the secret
Is just to ignore it, ignore it
Because none of this is real

Life is an illusion machine
Working hard to keep you interested
And so many little people fall for it
They get ****** in
They shoot their guns
They **** their kin
They **** themselves

But, but, but, but
No one seems to get it
They just don't realize it
They should read a book
And put down their poisons
Put down their swords
Put down their shields
Because all of it means nothing
In the end
It means nothing
It means nothing
We are the light
We are the light
We are the light
We are not the dark
Not the dark
Even though some seem to fall for it
They hit the floor and succumb to it
But we're not the blackness
We're not the blank stare
Not the death of it
John
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John  28/M/New York
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