I can tell you it's an answer
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It's what you're after from me
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I keep you floating out in dead space
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You're coming unchained from it
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Let me fill you with an update
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F*ck you, I'm okay, now what?
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You imploding is the outcome, your running systems failed
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Your eyelids getting heavy
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Not pulling me out of my grace
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You feel no longer steady
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But not wanting to give up
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You're running out of pennies
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No pulling me off my plain
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I can tell you the attention of which you fish isn't coming
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I see you clammer at a dead vine, there's no one online, sorry
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You might need another update
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F*ck you, still okay, now what?
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It appears you hit a crossroad, as your whole outcome fails
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Eyelids getting heavy
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No pulling me out of my grace
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You feel no longer steady
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But not wanting to give up
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You're running out of pennies
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No pulling me off my plain
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Won't get me out of my grace
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Won't get me out of my grace
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Hack me up, hack me up, cut me up
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Hack me up, hack me up, cut me up
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Hack me up, hack me up, cut me up
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Hack me up, hack me up
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Eyelids getting heavy
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No pulling me out of my grace
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You feel no longer steady
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But not wanting to give up
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You're running out of pennies
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No pulling me off my plain
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