let it be made

making sure it sticks before i let you attract subjects

i'm making secondary hand smoking a way of living

i'll let it be dead before you decide to live

let me before you to lead the way to destroy you

i'll be the first to admit, this isn't seriously it



looking at photos and making seven dollars delivering

in the livery, it's so far removed it no longer even matters to me

so far fragmented it tends to not even form a shape anymore

never again, i'll never do this again, anymore

taking me too seriously, but nobody will never understand me



if this is the future, then the past has died

if this is the present, then the past and future are dead

if this is nothing, then everything, everywhere has been dead

there's no time to think it through, i won't make it through now

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