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flowing out via pins and needles little by little found a way to suck you dry can't hear a reason from dome or steeple to let one leave alive breathing out inhaled placebos proxies and opiates you call yourself alive can't put a finger on a thought or detail as each one takes a dive let the skinny kid pen up an anthem (a forced response: inane repeats) let him tell me all that i want to hear (punch in punch out ersatz defeats) let me dream about the lives of the handsome i can see that we're surrounded from here with a sitcom IV at your fingertips the sting of the lash will fade away |