Perpetually hammering
Moving pictures around
Some smell of industry
Don't know what's happening
Something fills me up with greed
I feel cloned
Yes I am home
order forms originals
Same shit a million times
Equal products compete
With each other for to breathe
Never leave
A stable existence
Fixed fragments
Of a single entanglement
maintain a constant pulse beat
Close to the environment
Planet me
Rotation
So necessary neverending clarity
Excluding any possibility
Trust me
We define everything
Extreme real dream Perpetually hammering Moving pictures around Some smell of industry Don't know what's happening Something fills me up with greed I feel cloned Yes I am home order forms originals Same shit a million times Equal products compete With each other for to breathe Never leave A stable existence Fixed fragments Of a single entanglement maintain a constant pulse beat Close to the environment Planet me Rotation So necessary neverending clarity Excluding any possibility Trust me We define everything Explain Request ×
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