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I Don't That We Can Conceive
Of An Afterlife That's Meant To Be
Catastrophes, Calamities,
Everyone Loves A

But Guns, There's Guns Guns Guns
Pointed At Our Head Every Time We Our Eyes
But Are We, Little Folk
To Do About Bakery Full Of Lies

We Don't Need No One To Turn Out The For Us
We Go To Sleep
Catastrophes, Calamities In Our
When We Dream We Like To Dream About Tragedy And
A Perceived Reality, A Tragedy, A

Seems My Is Only Just Pretend
And Dreams Are Only What You Of Them
And Themes Are Reoccurring So
If I Wise I'd See A Trend

We Don't No One To Turn Out The Lights For Us
Arguing Things That Have Never Said
The Mail Was Empty, The Books Were

Hindered By Arrogance
Inquiries Made In Tense
Future Stars Be Twice As Dense As Ours
As Dense As Ours

Repetition Shoved My Throat
Answers By Anecdote
Crueler Sonnets Were Never At All
Never At All

And It Seems My Life Is Only Pretend
And Are Only What You Make Of Them
And Themes Are So Often
If I Were Wise I'd See A

One, Two, Three,

Progress Hindered By
Inquiries Made In Present
Future Stars Will Be Twice As Dense As
As Dense As Ours

We Need No One To Turn Out The Lights For Us
Arguing Things That Have Been Said
The Mail Was Empty, The Books Unread

We Don't Need No One To Out The Lights For Us
How Can You Sleep At A Time Like
The Was Pointless, The Question Amiss
To Err While The Words A Mistake
How Can I Afford To Stay