Dust in the kitchen Coffeepot Microdots Now we are coasting Talking less Breathing stress Somewhere inside
I have died So I will lie
Through my insides
In formaldehyde People walk When I get out of here I get a plastic vase And you get to keep the car Or do you want me to stay ? The things that I have to say You've heard it all anyway You always could
Send me to sleep Fatherhood Tie up loose ends
Make it stop Forget me not And would you really mind If I told you a millionth time The story of my decline ? You never seem to take The time to contemplate Before you annihilate.
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