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Taken from my senses the thinks that make me real
Instruments are coming out of me as I fade away

Fade away

What if I don't awaken, where will I go?
What if I don't awaken?

As I fall asleep, I feel relief
No backing down, no pain
I feel strangely content with this
Perhaps I won't return

As sirens are wailing I see a bright light
My pineal gland believes it's my time
The surgeons are rushing to preserve my life
but I am already gone

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