Time ticks by through another sleepless dark.
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People are breeding, silently feeding on each other's spark.
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Days fly by through this cold eventless life.
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Seconds decaying, pulsing and splaying,
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slitting through each night.
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Eyes grow wider to the shortness of my breath.
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With every year the scars growing clearer edging toward the depth.
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Sight fades out with the light of every hour.
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Sucking the sweet that on it's repeating grows ever more sour.
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I don't want to fade to nothing.
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Am I dried to dust and blowing away?
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I just need to believe in something.
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Before I lose one more day.
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Infinite.
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There's got to be something more.
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People are breeding, people are feeding...
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Infinite.
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There's got to be something more.
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People are breeding, people are feeding...
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Infinite
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Luxt |