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there are a million ways to spin this truth, but i'll bite my tongue
i have died, now, twice, on the operating table, but this body keeps moving forward
even though it is raining acid droplets on my eyelashes, i just blink
even though you think you caught me, my ghost just smiles and gives a wink.
i try, within reason, to expand my mind to this endless freedom
that having no heart left can give you and your fruitless future
i have died, now, twice, on the operating table, but this body keeps moving forward
even though it is raining acid droplets on my eyelashes, i just blink
even though you think you caught me, my ghost just smiles and gives a wink.
i try, within reason, to expand my mind to this endless freedom
that having no heart left can give you and your fruitless future