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a world of shallow stimulation

oh, what i'd do for silence

quiet, free your conscience

from the reign of tyrrany

do you want me to be miserable?

just for the songs i sing?

i drove home in silence

with suicide ringing in my ears

fears of a dry lifetime bypass the glass,

i can't sit in this box for more than i'm already here

kill me, kill me

there is nothing sarced here

kill me, oh but please don't kill me

life is far too dear

contrast life with expectations

work is hard and soul is vacant

complacently i tell myself

it's all for good

kill me