It grows in the walls, it knows my name, is it reason or paranoia? or are they one and the same?
It's not, its not, it's not a dream They're coming after me Yes you, you yourself are the proof, you don't even know what's in your hand look at your hand, the knife in your hand
I had my chance, to walk away, from my future, but today is the day
I saw you in the kitchen, clutching the blade, your eyes were glazed and fluid, propaganda they splayed.
You said we'd become immortal, with computers for a brain, as you plunged the knife in your chest I died, because we are one and the same.
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