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I'm walking back into the black no fuse inside my head, I flip my mental like a pack to leave

You paper thin

These human walls I'm speaking to been gaining common sense, still yet to see somebody

Truly make it out the trench

I see no socialists, just hopelessness inside my world, I see new potions get no motion

They still drift away

I see the temp gods arrive to get some yearly pay, I get the currency in vain then go on

With my day

Just copped a new remote to help me channel through my pain, go through the options turn

My vision to the grainy gray