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Are you breathin'
Right here under my nose
The air has turned so pungent
Like being inside the restless cars
Or the bodies they pick from the pavement
And I shudder, I am sickened
By my presence like a narrow-mind routine
As I'm trying to disappear
Into a self-supporting cloud of nicotine

Here is the scene
Where infinite beings
Must rely on his hands and knees

As night turns the shape
Of the creatures obscene
I really do hate their existance
Surpassing themselves in the ugliest ways
Like a crowd that won't keep the distance
I am sinking, I am lowered
Into a pool that isn't water, is it dear?
But violence heals
The wildest deceits
Of a mind that's forgotten its human

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