Alienation washes over me, downloading world apartment horror
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Wheezing through tea stained lungs comes a voice piped in from a vacuum
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A tiled grove of telephone wires, rabbit ears and power lines
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Insinuated in the residential disintegration that assassinates the sky
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And now my being is networked
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To be shared among us all.
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And my world falls back into place
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Or do I fall back into place
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In my world
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Vertigo Index
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| Discordance Axis |
